The movers arrived with my stuff loaded on their truck at 8:15am, a bit earlier than expected. The move-in was done by early afternoon.
I did everything I could to make it as easy as possible: had the movers pack and unpack and take all the boxes and packing material away with them, and hired someone to be here with me to put things away and organize the kitchen, help me make the beds, and so forth. Maribel also used R2D2 to vacuum the basement. Nobody likes the dust that accumulates in old basements, but I have more trouble with it than most. It was a great help for her to do that piece.
Moving is still exhausting.
I have a lot left to do, things that only I can sort and put away. I’m still amazed at how much stuff I have to go through, even after two rounds of downsizing. But the kitchen is arranged, the living room is hospitable — pictures up and all — and my bedroom is all set, with new sheets that I thought to wash before leaving the apartment.
At 8:15am this was a house, and by early evening, it’s a home. Very happy to be here.