It’s my last night in the house. I woke up early and got back to work, frantically boxing things up. Mid-morning, Nathan and Carey and their friend Chris arrived with a rented truck and began emptying the house of the last of his things, and then they tackled the garage. For five years Nathan used the garage as storage for his company, and as a work area, and a shipping space, and it was filthy and stuffed with discarded boxes and plans and ideas. They cleaned it all out, retrieved things that I was pitching and added them to their pile for the dump, and loaded it all on their truck. They cleaned the whole garage, and now it’s spotless. I still can’t find words to express how grateful I am that he took total responsibility for all that and got it done. I would never have been able to do it along with everything else. I am so, so thankful to them.
Mid-afternoon, Kurt arrived and began helping me box the last of the hanging clothes. Soon after came my neighbors, Chriswell and Angela and their daughter Carli. Then Carrie Taylor. Then my friend Kevin. Then Carrie’s boyfriend, Blair. They attacked the living room, which the packers had left full of boxes, and we loaded up the 4 cars and did 3 caravans over to the new place, depositing things in their respective rooms and the garage. Everyone eventually drifted off, and Kurt and I came back to the old house for pizza and beer. I had another 3 people text or call tonight, to see if I needed anything.
These people have saved my world. They are so proud of me for landing such a great new home for me and lp, so perfectly sized and so ready for our happy family. My heart is so full.
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