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O Canada
Let's start the entry with a short quiz, shall we?
1) Going away on vacation for a week right before moving, without having the whole house packed up, with just a bit under three days to finish packing when you get back is:
A) A bad idea
B) Quite enjoyable
C) Almost unavoidable
D) Best left to professionals
E) All of the above
I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm choosing E. This is, in fact, a complex and paradoxical process. Lauren and I are currently in Canada, in a beach town on Lake Huron where her family has a little cottage that they basically have one week out of the summer. I can see the beach and the water from where I'm sitting, and it's another beautiful day staring us down. Two days in the sun without getting sunburnt, for me that's, well, two-thirds of a victory. Whether or not I make it through the day unscathed, we will get up early tomorrow morning and drive to the Buffalo airport, from whence we shall fly to Memphis, there to be picked up by my mother. We'll drive up to western Kentucky for my mom's family's reunion, a tradition dating back to the late eighties or early nineties, though I haven't been in a few years.
We'll drive back at least as far as my mom's on Sunday and then we have to get the rest of our apartment packed before Thursday morning. We'll wander homeless for the weekend and move into our new place in Indiana on Monday.
Fortunately, I'm quite able to put off the panic that should be afflicting me and just enjoy the beautiful weather and the company of good people. At least for now. Anyway, we're virtually professional movers--at least, professional consumers of moving companies--considering how many moves we've undertaken in the past few years. After all, this will be the fourth summer in a row that we've moved. Fortunately it's the second summer in a row for me and the third for Lauren that we've had a moving company do all the heavy lifting. Whew!