It's officially mine! With all of the problems and issues that old houses bring. ( Along with shelter, security, and possible happy memories... I guess.) I don't know why, but I am not feeling the overwhelming Joy that I "feel" I am supposed to be feeling. Perhaps that is normal?
Time will tell.
More than I originally thought! Mostly it is small stuff. Not counting all of the "donated" furniture that so many people gave me. I actually think they originally gave it to Dave.
And he, directly or indirectly, gave it to me. And it came in handy! So I'm not complaining. And as luck would have it, I will be able to leave some of the biggest (And most difficult to move....) pieces here for the incoming Pastor! It is a win all the way around!
But as I was packing up all of the "knick knacks" I had the thought of the "feeding of the 5000" come into my brain. I can imagine thoughts of the disciples as Jesus asks them to pick up the "scraps" after the lunch.
And they just keep finding stuff.... Well, it was kind of like that for me here. Batteries, small screws, tools, paper... lots of paper for some reason... And a whole bunch of plastic containers from my lunch preps. not to mention all of the kitchen items I "acquired" from the Bethany Chow Hall. Crock pots, slicing contraptions, baking and cooking containers, and lots of mismatched utensils!
It took a bit, but I managed to put most of the items in boxes so moving should be easier tomorrow. Since it will only be me, I imagine it will won't take too long. And since I don't have to take the big, heavy leather Sofa....
I think I can handle everything else with just my two-wheeler. Plus! I like the challenge of self reliance. ( Hopefully, those words will not bite me on the butt tomorrow....)
I will leave clean up for either Saturday night or Sunday afternoon. With no furniture to worry about, I think cleaning things up should be easy.
I did take down the Mural I had put up when I first arrived here. It came down pretty easy since it was barely hanging on to begin with.
I was afraid I had done "too good of a job" when I put it up and some parts would be permanently stuck on. But it was surprisingly easy to get off.
In the mean time. A small celebration at the Clubhouse. Friday Fish Fry! I Can't remember the last time I enjoyed perch dinner at the clubhouse. It was good, and after a couple of beers, I plan on getting to bed early so I can tackle tomorrow the same way I did today. Fingers crossed I maintain the energy I had this afternoon.
I'm hoping the internet will be switched over by then and I will be able to blog about my day tomorrow. Unless I am too tired. Until then, I should try to make every remaining second count.
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