We are safe and sound, sprawled out on a massive King bed in
my in-laws basement. Quite the opposite of the plan but the big picture idea
here is clearly, “learn to roll with it”!
I love that
phrase, “hindsight is clearly 20/20”. In HINDSIGHT we should have parked the
trailer in front of the house to load it, HOA be damned, instead of bringing
2000 loads back and forth. As it was I spent the weekend pitching things out
the front door of the wildcat into bins to sell, donate and store.
In
HINDSIGHT we should have filled the water tanks and tried the shower, of course
that would require no freak snowstorms which appears to be impossible in
Colorado.
In
HINDSIGHT we should have gotten the storage space sooner rather than later.
Next time.
It has been a
really hard week. Physically as well as emotionally. It was a shock to finish
our garage sale with way more than we wanted to have left over, and way less in
cash than one would think possible after selling everything we’ve accumulated
over the last 12 years together. We boxed up, bagged up and piled up what we
tend to consider “precious” belongings, and thankfully had some wonderful
friends haul it away, I couldn’t watch it go. And now less than a week later, I
can’t tell you what was in half those bags. Our kids are LOVING being at the
ranch but still adjusting as we knew they would. Being at the Ranch, with their
grandparents, and familiar horses and the generally slower, more relaxed pace
seems to make everything better.
Right now, we
are awaiting another freak snowstorm, which means we can’t plug the hose in and
run water without risking damaging the plumbing, something we are a bit to
nervous about trying. We also have to continue to go to work and school and
hockey and Physical Therapy AND be out of the house entirely by tomorrow. Alan
looks like the walking dead. He has done this almost entirely on his own
between my knee brace and getting sick. He and our friends have rallied and
made this possible. As I write this, Jenny E. is vacuuming my house and finding
all the precious things I have dropped, lost and forgotten.
Jenny says it’s like a pregnancy condensed into two months. It really is, growing pains, things changing quickly, not sure what is coming down the pike and not feeling quite right anywhere yet. But, I know, just as with our boys, we have a bright future on the horizon, new wonderful things to experience, and after all, the journey is an adventure!
