Believe there is good in the world.

Be the good.

Haven’t been on here much lately. Deep into #MyMovingLife, on the moving-in side. Little by little things are coming together, while also making time to plug into the new community. My favorite part is discovering the wild places with my dog Buddy.

We’re basically living in a construction zone for the rest of this year as they finish up the last homes in the community. Fitting, because it’s rather a construction zone on the inside of our house, too!

15 hours yesterday of unpacking. I was hoping the fairies would come last night to help a bit but we woke up to the house how we left it.

Oh well, fairies are unpredictable. What is predictable is the way my body feels after a 15-hour sprint. Ouchie.

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I have now gotten into two convos with Xians complaining about the “they” pronouns. To which I said “God is a They.” At their protests I point out that “He” is Father, son, and Holy Spirit. What I realized I need to pull into the convo next time is the verse about God making mankind in his own image, “male and female he created them.”

They’ve both said they don’t know that they can buy into my argument but I know it got them thinking, because they really couldn’t argue against the trinity.

We closed on our new home (and the buyers closed on our old home). Now I have to go on a plane for a pre-planned trip. Truthfully, I just want to settle into the new home but move-in date isn’t until we get back. But yesterday some appliance and new furniture deliveries came and I spent time lining shelves (still not done) and while we are gone our handyman is doing some work for us. So while I am taking a break, things are still moving forward in #MyMovingLife.

#MyMovingLife - Movers came. I cleaned. Hubby left for a last trip to the recycle center while I finished cleaning then walked around the house saying goodbye and thank you to every room. Closure.

Now we are at our daughter’s house until we close then move in mid-April. It was emotional saying goodbye to this house and mini-farm we had built and raised our family in/on.

Luckily, I had seen our new house the day before for a house inspection. It made yesterday easier.

Onward….

#MyMovingLife has kept me off of social media, for the most part. I’m actually a bit glad for the “forcies.” However, I NEED to be on the other end of this and back to a normal routine. Having all this time to let go of things thoughtfully has been a gift, but feeling unsettled is getting old.

We were given a sweet send off from our friends (it’s a big tennis town), with a not so subtle boomerang. We’re only an hour away and plan on making time to return to see our friends.

Hope for the future. And, hopefully, my new home someday, which is being tied into gas. This is my only consolation about moving to gas, because I found out this geothermal network exploration was a thing a few years ago while on my town’s Environmental Action Committee. At that point, it was only news of a grant and the proposed project. Infrastructure moves slowly. I thought the idea was to use existing pipelines; sounds like that might not be the case. #MyMovingLife https://www.wbur.org/news/2024/03/08/networked-geothermal-eversource-framingham-pilot-project-decarbonization

I am living in a house in disarray. Not that I’m a super neat person but it looks like a tornado has hit (only a nice one that also packed and stacked a bunch of boxes.)

I’m tired of packing and purging but the end is in sight. Then there is work on the other end - closing, deliveries, living with my daughter, a floor being installed in a couple of the unfinished rooms, then moving in after we get back from a trip scheduled before all this happened. #MyMovingLife

Exhausted but grateful. 🏠

Decided to look up the meaning of the Ides of March. The Ides signified the first full moon of the month in the Roman calendar (generally the 13th-15th). If we transpose that into our modern calendar, the Ides of March is on the 25th this year. 🤓🌕🗓️

My granddaughter had her 2nd birthday yesterday, with a Mickey Mouse’s Clubhouse theme. My daughter is an event planner and it was very fun, with all the little touches. Plus she made this cake! Such a happy- looking cake! (The topper wasn’t an edible one. She pointed out it was from Amazon.)

As an independent, I am able to chose which primary ballot to vote on. This year I chose Republican because I wanted to vote for more moderate state senators (even though their FB page encouraged voting for Trump. 🤢) For prez, I was able to pick a “none of the above” type option or I would have selected Hayley. Pundits are wondering how independents who didn’t vote for Trump will vote in the general election. I’m sure there are many like me who voted strategically and will vote for Biden. 🤞

This week I took an unexpected detour from packing to rake leaves from my path through our woods. Probably took an hour of vigorous exercise. Boy, I needed that break and I’ve left a gift for the new owners.

Today we visited the new house. It looks like a house now! Getting excited. And surprisingly bright for a center townhouse unit. With a wonderful view of the woods.

Next up - packing my knitting and sewing areas. #MyMovingLife

And now I need to go into my stash and see if I can figure out a way to rescue this project. Time to get creative.

Babysitting my infant granddaughter today and brought my #knitting for her naps. As I turned around from attending to my granddaughter I saw that one of their cats had taken out the small ball of yarn I had hoped would not run out before I was finished with the rows I needed it for. Half of it was unraveled and she was gnawing on it. Tonight, as I’m using it, I keep coming to a shredded spot. The little dickens destroyed more than I thought.

I had cats my whole life. Why wasn’t I more careful?

Time to get up and face another day of packing and purging and cleaning.

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PS I’m not moving until the end of March but e we have lots of life stuff to go through. And we’re not hoarders, we just have too much stuff like most Americans. For instance, I packed up a ton of bedding for times when the grandkids and my daughter’s family will be sleeping over. Probably too much, but we’ll see how it plays out. It’s hard transitioning from one lifestyle to the next!

Last night, after a full day of packing, my husband said to me, “You’re doing good with this moving stuff. And just telling me what you need me to do.” I told him that it seemed like he was mad about me asking him to do stuff. He answered, “that’s because you’re right.” He’s said this before. I think I’m going to say this in my head as a mantra when he gets pissy. “It’s because you’re right.” To help me not get pissy back.

The life of two first-borns who decided to marry. 🤷‍♀️

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