Sunday was interesting, and not because of lessons at church. At 9 or so, the movers I hired showed up to haul out all the boxes (56) and furniture my STBFS (soon-to-be-former-spouse) decided to take with her. They were pretty quick, and I think they were finished in about 2 1/2 hours. A few hitches, but nothing too dramatic. Nice to watch, and not have to do. Money is useful folks. The kids seemed pretty good during this phase. Furry animal was going nuts for awhile.
And of course, within 2 hours of that moving van showing up in front of my house, the EQ presidente stopped by to see what was going on. Ugh. Explaining this whole thing--in full, or partial detail is not enjoyable. Listening to, and receiving those "looks" is worse. But hey--he was doing his job.
By noon, someone else came over with a bunch of yummy leftover food from a mission farewell reception, and the home teachers made it over in the evening. I had zero desire to go to church and have to explain this a million times, or be the recipient of all those "looks." Information travels at the speed of sound (at least) through an LDS ward. So--I spent most of the afternoon cleaning the house. It needed it after this was over. There seemed to be a lot to put away, and you could see furry pet hair everywhere. Remarkable how empty a house can seem once half the pics are gone, and some of the furniture. Too empty, but sure looks big.
Once the STBFS left in mid afternoon, kids were sad, of course, but pretty calm. I took them out for Ice Cream at Baskin Robbins. Certain foods have a remarkable ability to console us.
Life is a little harder now, more to do, and less time. Babysitter will have to help more. I have to cook more, and need to be careful about what I serve in terms of portions and food groups. I've moved various items around, including pic's and stuff to try to make things seem less empty. I'll have to just buy a fair amount of replacement "stuff."
I feel pretty good, and actually am ready to move on. Just hoping to make this as easy as possible on my children.
And of course, within 2 hours of that moving van showing up in front of my house, the EQ presidente stopped by to see what was going on. Ugh. Explaining this whole thing--in full, or partial detail is not enjoyable. Listening to, and receiving those "looks" is worse. But hey--he was doing his job.
By noon, someone else came over with a bunch of yummy leftover food from a mission farewell reception, and the home teachers made it over in the evening. I had zero desire to go to church and have to explain this a million times, or be the recipient of all those "looks." Information travels at the speed of sound (at least) through an LDS ward. So--I spent most of the afternoon cleaning the house. It needed it after this was over. There seemed to be a lot to put away, and you could see furry pet hair everywhere. Remarkable how empty a house can seem once half the pics are gone, and some of the furniture. Too empty, but sure looks big.
Once the STBFS left in mid afternoon, kids were sad, of course, but pretty calm. I took them out for Ice Cream at Baskin Robbins. Certain foods have a remarkable ability to console us.
Life is a little harder now, more to do, and less time. Babysitter will have to help more. I have to cook more, and need to be careful about what I serve in terms of portions and food groups. I've moved various items around, including pic's and stuff to try to make things seem less empty. I'll have to just buy a fair amount of replacement "stuff."
I feel pretty good, and actually am ready to move on. Just hoping to make this as easy as possible on my children.
Here's wishing you success — and strength.
ReplyDeleteGod speed you, Joe Conflict.
Amen to Silus.
ReplyDeleteYou'll get through it, I promise. And some time in future you'll look back and realize you really are stronger and in some ways happier.
ReplyDeleteGood luck. Lots of life changes for you.
ReplyDeleteI've been thinking about you and I'm glad you're starting to make a good transition. I work in the big blue store in Draper if you need home funishings and get a discount too; Let's go shopping? :-)
ReplyDeletehugs,pl
Joe!
ReplyDeleteThere's a lot of symbolism in the moving of those boxes.
Getting rid of the baggage, you're a little "lighter" now than you were before. Now you can not only "move on" but move forward too!
-Dean
I just want to give you a hug- but without "the look." I'll come with you to the big blue box (going there today in fact- PL, maybe our paths will cross. . .) and help you fill your empty spaces. Then we will eat BR. Here's to the healing powers of retail and food!
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