It Begins
I am rehoming my life, my dog’s life, and all that I deem necessary and essential to us.
We Are Moving.
I had forgotten how taxing moving can be; the toll it takes on the mind, body, and soul, but daily, I am slowly being reminded of this. Almost five years of belongings are gradually being packed or discarded and with all of my keen selection in what goes, what will be donated, trashed, or simply given to family and friends, I do not feel more accomplished in this today than I did yesterday. The process feels neverending.
Jernee shadows me, snaps at my heels, and carefully paces from room to room as everything in her realm shifts. I try to keep our home-life ritualistic. Moving makes her frantic and me nervous and anxious. Needless to say, we are the perfect team when this form of change takes place. We are equal parts terrified and excited, yet eager to move on and get settled.
Amongst the items that I will give away are my washing machine and dryer. This dynamic duo will go to my Mother. She has been bugging me about a washer and dryer for years. I have heard her significant quips and hints in requesting her personal laundromat and soon, I will not have to be subjected to them any longer. Her birthday is coming up and in glorified Virgo fashion, she is ready to celebrate for the entire month of September.
Our new space comes equipped with a washer and dryer, therefore, the movers will not have to worry about lugging the set down steep flights of stairs. They will have enough in here to render them both thirsty and tired. I have offered to pay whomever my Mom selects to come to my place and pick up her gently used items. She has already gathered a small crew and this is music to my ears as I simply cannot worry about transporting things that are not coming with me. My lists of to-dos are entirely too long and I do not envision any additions to those lists.
As I watch my big-enough-for Jernee and I space change, I am filled with sadness. We have spent close to five years making this place our home and the memories that we built here cannot be counted. The Powerhouse and Nala were here the other day. Along with them was the Powerhouse’s Ex. I always thought the two of them made a great couple. We laughed, we talked, and we caught up on years of missed conversations and my home was full of peace. I sat and watched them interact and I mentally logged every moment so that they will live on in the crevices of my aging mind.
I am taking these gifts with me.
My memories… They will shelter me if ever I feel ill at ease or fearful in our new place. As I write this, I am drying a load of clothes and the swoosh-thump-thwat-pssh of May’s Tag soothes me. I will remember these sounds and compare them to the new dryer’s specs and capabilities. Perhaps, it will comfort me when comforting is needed. I worry about Jernee in all of this. I can almost hear her barking at the movers, wondering to where our stuff is being hauled, watching me shuffle, move, and direct while she figures out her role. Things are slowing down a bit for us and soon, I will have time to breathe like the Lord intended.
We Are Moving…
And the journey awaiting us may or may not be what we expect, but we are ready for what lies ahead.
We have to be.
Originally published for The Weekly Knob prompt “washing machine” via Medium.
All the best with the move, Tre. 🙂 xo
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Thank you. It’s coming up soon!
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Good luck in your new home, trE! I remember how exhausting it was when I moved down here 2 years ago. But soon you’ll be right at home there. Big hugs to you.
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Thank you, Deb! We don’t have long now! I’m counting down! 😊
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Good luck, Tre! I hope the transition isn’t too much for both you and Jernee. I’m one of those strange creatures that loves moving, maybe it my Sagittarian nature but anything new and different is right up my alley. I wish you many new wonderful experiences in your new home, and long comforting memories of your old one. 😊
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Thank you, Lisa! I don’t mind change, I just don’t care for it when it applies to moving. Lol. The process is a tiring one, especially when it’s done on one’s own.
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Are you telling that Jernee isn’t packing her own stuff? Kids these days. 🤣
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Haha! I wish she was! LOL!
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Having moved so many times, I empathise with what you’re going through. 💓
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*big hugs* ❤
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Wish you the best of ease and joy as you settle in your place and the whole process before that! I agree how you say, moving affects mind, body and soul – it is so much that we leave behind and start anew in a new life.
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Thank you, Pragal. I appreciate it.
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I moved three times in my life. The cancerian me still got bitter sweet memories in each place, the Virgo ascendant me loathed the inevitable chaos…
Good luck with everything 🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you kindly. I truly appreciate it.
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Hugs
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*big hugs*
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What a beautiful post, trE! I hope you & Jernee land well in your new place to create new memories and rituals…I’ll be thinking of you both in early September!
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Thank though, kindly! I’m hoping for the same! 😊
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I wish you success and fulfillment in this new chapter.
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Thank you, Barry!
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Best wishes on your move! I know that stress and strain very well, and also the excitement. Hope everything goes smoothly for you and Jernee, and that you’ll soon be comfortably settled. ❤️❤️
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Thank you, Betty. We move on September 8th. 😊 I’ll be glad when it’s over.
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Hope it all goes as smoothly as possible – are you moving far?
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Oh, no, not at all. About 15 minutes away. I’m moving to the Southside, I live on the Northside.
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See you on the other side 🙂 Xx
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Haha. We’ll be there.
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Some people find moving ridiculously easy and to them I say, want to help? 😉 For most of us it is as you perfectly and poignantly expressed, terrifying and exciting. Your last line is the truth. So is my unendingly faith that when you land in your new nest there will be greater happiness and meaning awaiting you.
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Hey, you. Thank you. Yeah, I never look forward to moving. 😊
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Once it is behind you, you can look forward to a very well deserved time of peace. Meanwhile, your mom is one lucky lady I hope she knows this.
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She does. That, I’m grateful for. Really, she tells me often how much she’s thankful. I’m just glad that we’re on the path that we’re on.
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💓
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I sent you some pictures. 😊
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“Rehoming”…we should all do that every now and then. Good luck to you both.
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Thank you.
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Good Luck to you and Jernee with the move. Hopefully, the new place will feel like home in no time.
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Thank you! Also, I read and reviewed your book. Definitely a great read!
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Thank You!! ❤️
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You’re most welcome!
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