A NEW HOME, SETTLING-IN—AND EASTER SUNDAY
Thanks to a completely marvelous family, the Sammons, the move was conducted with impressive speed and efficiency. Two cars and a truck arrived—and I was loaded and out of there. These guys (and one is very much a gal) are singularly impressive on a host of fronts.
I’d got up at 4.00 am to try and make sure I was on top of things, but ended up practically catatonic with fatigue. I sat in my chair in the middle of the chaos that is moving—felt hugely happy—and then fell asleep. Later, I wrapped myself in my duvet and fell asleep on the carpet. There was stuff I could have used to soften the experience, but I was too tired.
I don’t yet have a bed. I awoke somewhat stiff and store, feeling a little old for this kind of caper. Nonetheless, I am completely thrilled. I am delighted with my new home.
The Sammons invited me to dinner that evening—Easter Sunday. It was one of most enjoyable few hours I have ever experienced.
I will write more about this some other time. Right now I’m just more thrilled than I know how to express.