The Big Move (continued)

So on Thursday and Friday night we moved most of the small stuff with the car.  On Saturday came moving day and guess what, I can’t get off from work!  So my darling husband gets stuck with arranging the cleaner, sorting out he last of the packing and the actual move.  I was on tentacles all day, not knowing what was happening.  At about 3pm I couldnt stand it anymore and was so glad when he called me (on a totally unrelated subject).  “How’s it going there” I asked.  “It’s going, but we will talk tonight”.  My Master Jim does not have a huge imagination for nothing – he got it all from me.  So I spent the rest of the afternoon dreaming up all sorts of horrors.  By the time I got home at about 5:30 it was all done.  I was totally overwhelmed.

So this one goes to you honey: Thank you, you are the best, I love you!  This is the one move where I had to do very close to nothing and you pulled it all off.  You are awesome and I love you!

Author: nanuschka

I am a free spirit born in the Free State, 20 years to late. I am Ying and Yang. I am the girl next door who prefers daisies and peace rallies, but can just as easily rock at a rally. I love all things Latin and am sure that in my previous life (if that existed) I was Spanish. The dark side of me, however, tells me that I lived in Mother Russia. I am an over thinker par excellence , in constant search of answers to all things that makes us human. What we do and, more importantly, why we do it. I hope you enjoy my rambles and would love to hear from you. If you like it here, please come back, comment and share. If not, let me not waste another second of your time. All I ask is that you respect my space, be constructive and leave negativity at the door. There is enough of that in this world we live in and yes, in my head too sometimes. Not everything here will be liked or agreed with. Some of it will be downright rude, crazy and straight forward. Not everyone will like me and what goes on in my head, but this is my life and my space. Enjoy the ride

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