Fibermania

We are HOME

We had a great lumpy bumpy jumpy ride here to Palmer. The roads and the long wheelbase of the extra full truck made the ride less than smooth.
We expect the shuddering motion of the truck may have killed our desktop harddrive, but we won't know for sure until we find it amongst everything else in the huge expanse of the cargo bay.

The U-Haul truck was filled to the maximum with most of our stuff, leaving only our 7 floor lamps and a few other items for the new owners to toss or save, their choice. We left last night after making sure that the house was semi-immaculate for the inspector today. There was a bit of a tear in my eye as we departed, and that was a surprise. I realized that I have had my longest residence anywhere in that house. Ah yes, but now I am onto my new adventure and nothing from the past will supercede the new beginning here.

Our friends Don and Donna P. did so much to help us load ( including vacuuming and washing down cabinets) that I know we never would have gotten out on Monday without their help. It rained like crazy when we left at 7pm and we struggled against the dark and slippery streets to get out of Illinois and into Indiana where we knew we could stay the night and avoid morning rush hour traffic. We stopped in Rensselaer IN and slept like the dead after the grueling day of loading the truck.

Now that we are here in cool and rainy Palmer, the chickens and ducks are happy to have been fed, and Popeye meowed a grumpy and whiney speech about being left alone for so long with only twenty pounds of crunchies for the five days. Practically starvation!

I made popcorn and beer for dinner and Dave is unloading only the immediate necessities: the vacuum cleaner, and the kitchen garbage can. Since we got here on Tuesday and the truck needs to be returned to the dropoff site late on Thursday, I am in no hurry to begin the strenuous task of finding a home for EVERYTHING. And it looks like rain will return soon. Good thing. A fresh soaking rain makes all the world new.