Coming Back To Myself

Today, amongst the dregs of three boxes on the dining table, I quite suddenly felt just like myself. I don't know if I finally slipped out of overdrive or came out of shock but it is good to be back.

I have named the squirrel, Creedy McGreedy, for obvious reasons and continue to unpack. I haven't seen this stuff in so long that each box is lik Christmas, unless of course, I have no idea where it came from.
I must say that I find myself remembering certain students and colleuges. Not to mention family and friends who have contributed to the items that grace my life.

A See Of Cardboard and other mundane facts of moving

This week both PODS (Portable On Demand Storage) arrived. Of course the guy couldn't get one in the driveway, while the guy in LA could put it in an envelope...nonetheless, they were unpacked leaving cardboard as far as the eye could see. The furniture is largely installed, except for one desk which has too many boxes on it to contend with. It was a special kind of heaven to Sleep in my very own bed...AHhhhh

Jack and Sue drove up from Santa Fe to help me unpack and assisted with uNloading the books. Who would believe that theY're over seventy? Certainly not me, because I witnessed the filling of three six foot bookcases and one three foot. The only reason we didn't finish the fourth six footer is because we couldn't find the books.

This single event made such a difference in the quatnity of boxes that I have begun finding things that I forgot I owned. Though someone is going to have to explain why I have four boxes that say Goodwill, two boxes that say yard sale and three boxes that belong to one of ny brothers? Most curious to me is the gigantic piece of artwork by Michael Heidzer, that I never wnated, don't own and has now folled me hAlfway across the country at my own expense. I swear I handed this to it's owner before I left. How the heck did it end up with me yst again? I'd laugh about it but I'm too sore from the books.

I do have a new friend by order of a very tame squirreL that loves peanuts and cannot explain the Heidzer either (or if he could he was too busy laughing to explain)

I'd Rathter Be A Four Than An Eight

This week has gone by so fast that it's hard to know where to start.  I emptied my storage compartment here in Colorado Springs and it is so nice to have some of my things around me.  I have unpacked as much of that stuff as I can without furniture, which is expected to arrive on Saturday.  To say that I am excited is a gross understatement.  While that sounds so good, I need to keep in mind that I have two pods to unpack, thankfully, the Warford's are coming in to help me.  I still think we're going to need some muscle to get the couch and loveseat in.

I have made a friend here, Rosa, and she is happy to help me learn my way around town.  Yesterday we went to Kmart and got some area rugs for the hardwood floors which, in this case, I say are softwood floors since Coco's nails leave a trail in the wood.  I was told by a local guy to installs these floors that if I give them a coat of waterbased polyuretherene (which he couldn't remember the name of) I won't have that problem anymore.  I expect to look into this in the very near future.

Since being here I have enjoyed a reduced pain level.  Usually, I start my day around a 6 (of 10) and stay around an 8 for most of the day.  I do my level best not to push it past a 9, or pay the consequences, but here in Colorado Springs, I wake up at a 4 and level out at a 6 or 7.  It is very easy to understand why I was so set on moving here and why I am so glad to finally be getting settled in.

When the PODS arrive, I expect to be dedicated to getting them unloaded and all of my possessions settled in.  I know that I have a computer in there, but I don't have any Internet service established as of yet so I guess I will post again when I have more to say than "I continue to unpack."

A New Resident Of Colorado

Today I found out that I got the house I wanted here in Colorado Springs.  The only thing I don't like about it is that I can't pronounce the street name, but I'll learn.  It's a three bedroom one bath about six blocks from Aunt Joan/Jean's house, so at least I know the area some.  I'll go sign the papers this evening and order up my PODS first thing, I can hardly wait.

My mind is filled with the details of moving in and I won't bore you with them, but I will say that when I report next week, I should be a little more settled though I don't expect to have my furniture for a couple of weeks.

The weather here in Colorado Springs is very different than what I am use to.  The mornings are cool and comfortable, and by noon it warms up.  Late afternoons bring the promise of rain and by early evening, the rain has come and gone.  As the evening wears on, it cools off and is quite comfortable.  I can handle hot weather for four hours a day :D