Arrived and the movers didn't know they were supposed to be at the house this week....
D and I on separate phones yesterday... 2 hours later we finally have confirmation. Movers arrive and inform me they were taking my stuff to storage --they hadn't found a truck to move our stuff... --don't know when it is supposed to be delivered --not in the docket.... I made the arrangements in January --confirmed this part of the move three weeks ago....
Then the real estate agent calls and says we are not closing on Thursday after all... and the purchaser wants to rent from us until it closes... which will be in a couple of weeks....
The lady we hired to clean, hasn't... --not a bit.
And the guy who was to forward our mail, hasn't... --not a bit. (The Patriot Act does not allow someone to rent a P.O. Box except in person, so we couldn't create a forwarding address until we got there --so there was a week before we could do something official... and that week was sitting in the box....)
If it weren't for D, I would have totally lost it. She put on her professional PR personality and kicked butt, and then took care of me.... Thank you D. I thank God you are here.
Perhaps it's the finality of it --perhaps it's because the purchaser is getting such a deal and picking our pockets... perhaps it's because the lady we hired to clean hasn't.... I don't know. But it's like death, if you know what I mean. --I know it isn't death... but it feels like it.
But, it is nearly finished. It is nearly done.
And then I shall be of one State, of one mind... and I shall be very grateful.
The trees are already freshing with spring here. I left South Dakota and it was zero degrees --get here and it is a sweltering sixty-five.... I look at the hat and gloves I brought and giggle. And wonder in amazement that I can see a couple of blocks --but the sweeping vista is an impossibility --even out of town....
At prayer (Psalm 119:49-50)
Remember your word to your servant,
because you have given me hope.
This is my comfort in my trouble,
that your promise gives me life.
I am looking forward to going home.
I NEVER want to move again... probably will, but at this moment......
And Joel keeps reminding me --it's a blessing margaret --it's a blessing.
Isn't it wonderful to have D and a lover to keep me so grounded?! I am entirely grateful.