30 June 2007
“Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November . . .” a very helpful childhood rhyme I can remember teaching myself from a book at a very early age. Today, I find myself wondering why it is that the two months I have to be away, are two of the really long ones?
Having been so sick earlier in the week, I have tried especially hard not to worry or stress about this packing process this year. And, I think I’ve done pretty well. Maybe even too well. About halfway into today I began thinking about waiting until Monday to leave. It’ll mean I have to drive two days straight, no alternatives. Just a quick overnight with my brother, or whereever. But, it’ll also mean I get to spend one more night here in my own bed.
So, I packed at a leisurely pace, and although I’m not done, I got farther along than I thought I might. In the workshop, I’ve just got to do a final check. I think there are two items waiting to be carted to the trailer. The grommeter is already on board. The sewing machine is in the truck, as is all the office stuff I keep near me when travelling. Tomorrow I get to concentrate on packing my own clothes and shoes, and doing a little bit of office work and housecleaning, laundry, etc. That way I won’t be leaving such a mess. When I know it’s likely going to be ten or eleven weeks before I see the house again, I hate to start with it being disheveled!
This afternoon’s packing was tricky—dodging raindrops! Kyle helped me load those heavy pieces of equipment, and not five minutes later the bottom fell out of the big bucket in the sky, and I was very grateful for our timing!
While I was winding down the packing tonight, the sun was setting and casting a pink glow on everything. I went to get my camera, and in the moments that followed, the sky changed from some pink in the blue, to PINK and blue, and then finally to purple. Beautiful.