Friday, May 23, 2014

Here Come the Packers

Hello, Dear Ones.
First of all I want to thank all of you who came to see me and tell our house goodbye with me and to inform you ~ I'm not leaving Blogland and will continue to post here. I felt so loved for so many of you said you would miss me and hoped I would post occasionally. Well, Dear Ones, you've got me! I'm so touched that you would care and like Sally Fields said when receiving her Oscar a few years ago, "You like me! You really like me!" Dear Ones...I just love all of you soooooooooo much!
Okie dokie...
Well, the day came and the packers showed up in this huge moving truck.
The seriousness had begun. We had already packed a gazillion boxes ourselves and our two car garage was almost filled with them! Just a little tip for you. If you're moving or just need to pack away a few things you can go buy your boxes. But I found out that Specs, the liquor store, puts their empty boxes right out by the front door for anyone who wants them for free! The boxes are on the smaller size but very sturdy and you can get the ones with the little dividers in them that held wine and stuff. Those are great for packing glasses, vases and such! Cool! Believe me, I picked up a bunch.
There were 5 members of the team and they went to work! This guy was boxing up art pieces.
The den was looking a bit different. The gal talking to Mr. Precious said she'd never seen so many dishes! :) Hmm...I told her I had friends who had much much more than I did. I don't think she believed me!
Notice all of my dogs have been packed from the dog house.
The packer who was in the kitchen said I had enough Roosters and chickens to open a Popeye's Chicken place! I considered that a compliment. ;) I left all of my curtains for the new owner. I figured if I took them they probably wouldn't work in the house we end up with anyway!
Things were beginning to look nekked (that's Texan for naked). They almost got everything packed in a day but they ran out of wrapping paper and had to come back the next. Then the boxes were all loaded and then the furniture. I was a little sad as my piano wasn't going with me to the little condo (The Little House). The Little House is just so small. The piano has to be taken apart a bit and the hammers tied down and then put on a special board. I've seen this done before and somehow it always breaks my heart so I couldn't watch.

After the house was all empty I went there all by myself and walked around. It didn't feel like my house anymore, well, actually it wasn't. I walked from room to room reliving memories. I did shed a few tears as we had lived in this house longer than I ever had anywhere. But it's just a house and our home is going to be in New York close to my grandbabies ~ in time. If you missed my earlier post about this, you can click HERE.
Earlier in the day while the movers were still there I walked outside and saw those two little Ibises in the front yard.
Aren't they beautiful? As long as we've lived here we've never had a visit from an Ibis before. So this is not common and I considered this a sign from God telling me everything was going to be wonderfully fine and we will be off on a new journey! I'm certainly good with that! :)

Okie dokie...we're moving into The Little House!

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Homeward Bound

I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me

Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me

Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptyness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me

Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
~ sung by Simon and Garfunkel