One of the women vacuumed and swept for
me. It was great to have someone do that even though most felt that it was not
really necessary. As seems to be my usual style, I hardly moved a box. My role
seems to be that of answering questions and running around looking for things.
When I was the only one in the house I
checked rooms only to find the vacuum cleaner still sitting in the living room.
I raced through the rest of the rooms again to be sure they were absolutely
clear of our things, dragged the cleaner out to the garage, put the upright
unit in the passenger seat, drove out to the road, turned a corner and wrestled
with the tipped vacuum, and got to the storage unit in plenty of time, but
realized that I had forgotten the hoses. Sigh! There I did learn that many
thought it would not be possible to get all of our things in the 10X15 foot space.
I drove back to the house, pulled in
the drive, used the garage door opener to open the door and realized that we
had not thought to give someone the opener in the other car which was already out
of town. At least this one would be easy and that should not be too difficult
as the car was at Leroy’s sisters house and they were members of the
congregation. It was just a matter of notifying people.
So now I basically repeated my steps;
load hoses in front passenger seat, check rest of house, and drive back to
storage unit. At least this gave the plants some idea of what type of trip was
to come.
Everything fit in the storage unit,
however someone commented that the people who helped put it in would have to
take it out as it was booby trapped. All were impressed and amazed that it happened.
We enjoyed a final lunch with a wonderful couple before we headed off to
Chariton.
In some ways it is satisfying to get
this task done even though I do not enjoy the moving, especially since it does
not lead immediately to another home.
Paula
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