Final days

Apr. 11th, 2006 06:53 pm
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Today, tomorrow, and the next day, and then we leave this house behind forever. The fireplace has seen its last fire, the back porch has seen its last barbecue. The majority of everything we own is now in boxes.

I'm leaving the desktop tower in place until tomorrow, because I don't want to trust it to the movers. Tomorrow, they come to begin the packing process, taking just about everything but the beds and what furniture we plan to leave with the house (not much, but some, which will be subject to a tag sale later on, probably). I'll leave our Internet connection up until the end on this end, and then plug it in as soon as I can on the other end (the latest report says that there is power by the broadband jack now, so I can set up the router with a minimum of fuss in the apartment).

I'll be on line. On LJ, on AIM, on Skype. Because truthfully? I think it's only now hitting me emotionally that I'm leaving my old home forever. And while the future looks exciting, the present is kind of depressing, all packed into cardboard boxes. And I'm sick of the isolation.

Date: 2006-04-12 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] honorh.livejournal.com
There is something lonely about moving, isn't there? You pack everything up, and it's like, "There it is. My whole life." And then you go someplace and start over again.

Um, really, I'm sure I have a point, and it's not just to depress you further. I guess my point is that you're definitely not alone. Not an adult in America, I think, who couldn't identify.

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