Where does the time goes? We’re half way through the week and almost half way through our fifty-nine days of grace in our old house. Each day that passes makes me even more grateful that we didn’t have to move twice, once to temporary housing as the new owners rushed to move in and then to our next home. I don’t think there would have been enough hours in the day.
It’s definitely an “Eating the Elephant” kind of situation, the one where you continue to take small bite after small bite on a regular basis in the hope of eventually swallowing the whole thing. If this really were an elephant, then Earl and I have consumed the trunk, the head, and the front legs. Maybe even part of the torso, but we definitely have at least half to go. There will be great rejoicing when we finish the tail!
And what defines the tail? Is it that day when all our possessions are out of the old house and in the new. Even though most of them are still boxed or crated? Is it when our artwork is hung on the walls? Or when our new furniture arrives? Or what?
To define the tail, I’ve set a deadline. All of the things mentioned above need to be done by the time we take our annual winter cruise, so that we return to a home that is welcoming and complete. At least as complete as any home is in any given moment.
This time our cruise is scheduled for February 28 through March 10, 2010. Which means the elephant will be with us for some time to come. He’s sort of the eight hundred pound gorilla in the room . . . only in disguise.
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