This will be the third and final post that I will be doing to chronicle the trials and tribulations of our move. As with previous moves that we have done it has been fraught with petty complications of one sort or another. I have come to accept that this is all just part and parcel of the whole process.
Today finds us with numerous unfinished tasks yet to be completed. We have until Tuesday morning to finish everything up and make THERE become HERE. It will all get done. It always does. I think my family and I do some of our best work with the clock ticking down and the buzzer about to sound. It's how we roll and probably how we always will. We sit down, formulate concrete plans of action and then proceed to scrap them one by one and fly by the seats of our collective pants. Unorthodox? Of course. Effective? Mostly. Inevitable? Definitely! It is what it is.
We are mostly down to the grunt work of taking boxes and bags to the trusty van and schlepping them to the new place. We may not QUITE be to that phase...but not far off. By tomorrow night that will all be over but the moaning from sore muscles. Such is to be expected but we'll still somehow manage to be surprised.
Furniture? Major Appliances? Well...those are still works in progress. We MAY (or may not) have the use of a friend's truck tomorrow. We MAY (or may not) have additional strong backs to help us move things. We MAY (or may not) just run away screaming and toss ourselves off of a cliff like psychotic lemmings. Half of the fun is in the unknown of it all. Somehow it will all work out. It always does.
One way or another, Tuesday morning THERE will have become HERE and we will witness the transformation of a house into a home. Pictures will be hung (crookedly most likely), knick knacks and such will be placed in locations they probably won't be in the next week.
There will be the joys of hanging curtains and blinds, changing or replacing an infinite number of lightbulbs and such. There will be the ceremonial stringing of extension cords and power strips (never enough outlets). It will involve a bazillion menial, annoying and necessary chores that will all need done and will get done. Somehow...some way...right?
The most important thing of all is this: It doesn't really matter which of our things may (or may not) survive this process of HERE to THERE-ness. Things are just...things. Growing up poor and spending most of our lives in the lower middle classes has made it far easier for us to not be thing-oriented people. A perpetual state of not having quite what we want is also how we roll.
What THERE will have that HERE had is us. Just...plain...us. We are wacky, abnormal, unorganized, chaotic people that all mixed up and mashed together make this neat thing called...a family. And in the final analysis, that is the only thing needed to turn a house into a home. It takes the love, the laughter, the tears and the trials of a family to make a home. And THAT, at least, we got!!