Friday, October 26, 2012
What I've Learned
This entire experience of moving from a
home I loved has given me some insights on the enormity of what exactly it
takes to undertake this task when you’ve lived in a structure for almost a
quarter of a century.
1) It doesn’t help to complain. No one cares and it doesn’t change a single,
solitary thing. You’re still going to
have to move.
one’s spouse should leave to start a job and leave the other half home by
themselves. It’s lonely, frustrating and
yes, rather scary.
the various parts of the move to coincide with the date of the close of escrow
is not easy.
you open up the estimates from the moving companies-you should be in a sitting
position and in a chair with extremely strong arms because you will probably
experience a mild coronary. (After my
husband had his, he made me call and rent a U-Haul and try to enlist the
assistance of viable family members to load it)
of insurance-do not expect any charity to come into your home and pick up
donations. They won’t do it no matter
what kind of surgery you’ve had and no matter how unable you are to get it out
on the curb or driveway. ( I tried to
plead with about 6 different people and got nowhere)
you are the remaining spouse who has been left to “close up shop”-the other
spouse who has missed your hand surgery and partial recovery really has NO
FREAKING idea that when you say you can’t open up his file cabinet, tape a box
or change the bed sheets that you really, really mean-YOU CAN’T DO IT. They only remember what you could partially
do before they left.
is nothing better than realizing that once you know that escrow is at the point
where there will be a final day in the house-you no longer have to put away
that dish towel on the work island, you really can leave your water glass on
the bread board and you’d better eat the remaining salmon burgers in the
know that somehow, with your remaining hand-there are a lot of items you will
have to put into special Ziploc bags before the termite tent is put on and that
you will have to put all your meds/open cat food and make-up in the back of
your car and park it in your relative’s driveway until your return several days
all the utility servers, the newspaper, the trash company and whomever else has
provided you with services throughout the year all need to be notified and that
every single one of them will be “busy and need to put you on hold for the next
available customer service rep”.
last, you see the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel and it seems to
actually be the sun you never expected to see-it’s just in a different place.