Has anyone ever noticed that 'move' is a four-letter word? I remember well the very first time Hubby and I moved with the help of professionals. We were moving from an apartment into base housing. The movers came in, boxed up our things, loaded them on the truck, and later that same day delivered them to our new address. Hubby and I quickly divided the tasks - I starting putting the dishes away and he hooked up the stereo. By the time we went to bed that night, you would have never known that we had just moved in that day. All the packing materials were gone and we even had things hanging on the walls.
My how things have changed. We still divide the duties - Hubby has hooked up the tv's and I have unpacked the kitchen. But two weeks later, we haven't put a single nail in a wall and the garage appears nearly as full of boxes as it did two weeks ago.
Then came the reinforcements! A friend came over on Tuesday to help me unpack some things. Not just any friend but a quilting friend! Three guesses as to what we unpacked and the first two don't count.
It was time to start setting up Quilting Central. We used this entertainment center as a place to put some things away.
A desk to put the sewing machine.
An old bookshelf to stack fabrics.
There's a cozy little nook to sit and do handwork. As a test-run, I spent a couple of hours yesterday quilting on the hexagons.
And the beginnings of how the walls will be decorated.
The entertainment center will be replaced with the Tin Lizzie and new cabinets must be found to hold the supplies. A table for the sewing machine will go in the very center of the space. The work was not for naught, it all needed to come out of the boxes and doing the work with someone else made it fun rather than drudgery. Another friend, with a knack for organization, has offered to help me when I'm ready to add the new storage. Maybe moving isn't so bad after all.
Meanwhile out in the backyard, Daisy and Opie have settled on their favorite toy.
They can play tug-of-war or just walk around in a prancey dancey way. I think we are all adjusting to having Opie here. Daisy is learning to share, Opie is learning the rules and we are learning that a good vacuum cleaner is essential.
We are looking forward to the Memorial Day weekend. More unpacking, a little time to enjoy the backyard, play with the pooches and have The Princess and The Boyfriend over for a barbecue on Sunday. No matter what your plans may be, please remember to take at least a few moments to think about those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom. Without them, where would we be?
On the 12th Day of Christmas
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