Neither Helaine nor I remember moving into this house 23 years ago. That seems very strange considering the house is upside down with boxes nearly everywhere. How could there not be vivid memories of the last time?
We will move. Right now we’re deflating! The refrigerator is as empty as I’ve ever seen it. Ditto the pantry. My underwear and sock drawer have plenty of empty space too.
We had a dumpster a few months ago. It’s making a return appearance.
My car has been reassigned to the driveway. Its spot in the garage has become a staging area with things to be moved or to be sold at a tag sale this Saturday (weather permitting).
We have been saying so long to people.
Tonight I was in Newington having dinner with Floyd Wright from WDRC-FM. We know each other since freshman year in college.
I still have TV friends to see and Rick and Harold and the neighbors. How the hell can we fit all of this in?
When I was in radio I moved all the time. I lived in West Palm Beach, Charlotte, Cleveland, Phoenix and Philadelphia. It never seemed earth shattering then. Now our world is topsy turvy.
When I drove to Florida for my first fulltime job in radio, everything I owned fit in my Volkswagen with room for a hitchhiker (who let me crash on his dorm room floor at Georgetown). Times have changed.
Helaine has done most of the work. She has the organizational skills. I have to step things up.
We enter the home stretch. Not much more than a week to go. Then the long drive begins.