It’s 5:30am, and the movers are coming in three hours. Fortunately, after a Herculean and sometimes Sisyphean-feeling effort, we’re ready for them.
Well, almost ready. Ready enough. There is still a bit of stuff festooning the tops of furniture, but mostly either packing related stuff (markers, tape, packing material) or junk that can be thrown away. There is still detritus on the floor, but the big stuff has been put in big black contractor bags and set aside for the extra garbage pickup on Monday. And the giant pile of Goodwill items has been put aside for the charity that’s picking them up.
Fortunately for us, the delivery of the refrigerator is proceeding on schedule; we got a call yesterday saying they’d be there between 7am (!) and 11am today. Which meant we needed to get up way early, so Mike can go over with The Fuzz and “hold the fort” for the appliance delivery people, while I deal with the movers when they arrive at 8:30.
Such a momentous occasion, moving into our first house – but I have to admit, all I can think about is what last-minute items we missed, the laundry that still needs to be done, the delicate/expensive items that need to be loaded up into the car for moving ourselves.
And, of course, the terror of the zucchini, which continues apace:
If we don’t move in fast, we may find no house, only green leaves festooned with zucchini!
And, it’s starting to blossom (only male flowers so far, however):
Zucchini creating more zucchini! It’s a wonder they haven’t taken over the earth.
Not nearly as scary as zucchini, but a bit alarming nonetheless:
I think the correct phrase for a patch of mint is “an exuberance of mint”. It certainly does seem exuberant, anyway; it’s a good thing it’s in a pot.
Off to do more laundry! (I know that’s a bit odd while waiting for the movers, but the washer and dryer won’t be delivered until July 5, so I’m washing everything I possibly can before we move out, hoping to postpone the inevitable trip to the laundromat.)