Tuesday, October 04, 2011

Deities and stuff

So Betty is almost almost moved in.

Or rather, I should say that Betty is almost almost completely out of her house.

I believe that the last of the stuff will be out and off to donation/junk yard/somewhere else on God's green earth besides our house in about an hour or so. When she calls and says that the haul away people have hauled the last bits away, I will breathe a huge sigh of relief.

I was going to say that this has been a Herculean task, although truthfully, for the longest time it felt like a Sisyphean one. In fact, it still does to some extent. And not to get all Greek goddy on you.

Oh, which reminds me. They moved all of Betty's furniture and statues in on Saturday, and at some point Nick looked around our dining room and said, "We cannot have Buddha central in here."

It wasn't exactly Buddha central. Because the enormous two-ton marble god on the stairs is actually Mahadev.

But they're all Buddha to Jordan and Nick. In fact, Jordan saw these huge pre-Columbian terra cotta statues in my mom's living room and said, "What are those Buddhas doing?"

I don't correct either of them.

This move, this move that is thank the sweet Lord above almost over has really stretched us thin emotionally.

Nick tends to get really stressed out when his physical environment is chaotic. And our house is now not only loaded up with too much furniture, but it's also piled high with boxes. It's a huge house, and it is bursting at the seams at this point.

Which is to say chaotic.

And when Nick gets stressed out, he can get dickish. And when he gets dickish I tend to get all shrill and hatey. Although I have not been lying in bed dividing up the furniture. Mainly because at this point, that imaginary task would make me cry.

The good thing is, we recognize where we are, and where we need to go. We ALL need to get rid of stuff. Betty has brought waaaaay too much stuff over. I've taken waaaaay too much from her house because things have such sentimental value to me.

And Nick, Nick has held onto things that he is now realizing do not matter in the grand scheme of things.

It's like a friend of ours said: It's hard to be sentimental when you're drowning in your own stuff.

Need any stuff? You know where to find me.

SERENITY NOW.

Peace out.

10 comments:

  1. "Yeah, but I've been down here before. I know the way out."

    Glad you guys have a map this time. It'll all be okay soon!

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  2. I'm not going to say I love moving, because nobody does. But I do like packing and the opportunity to apply labels to boxes and use Sharpie pens in various colors.

    Also, initially looking at the photo in this post, I got a Serenity Now vibe.

    After reading and taking a second look, the statue looks a bit annoyed, whispering "Wait, hold on. Stop! I'm moving where?"

    I hope the rest of the move goes smoothly. Welcome home Betty!

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  3. Ugh. Sounds stressful. But just keep tackling one box at a time. You'll get there.

    And I'm happy to take a statue or two off your hands if necessary. Just sayin'.

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  4. Jessica - Exactly. That is exactly right.

    Thank you!

    HK - You are far better equipped to deal with a move than Betty and I. Things are only vaguely labeled. There is no color coding. Sorting through at this end is pretty much hell.

    And I love that Buddha. Your perspective cracks me up. I had to take his base apart, and when I was putting him in the car I thought I ought to strap him in, because I'd be so upset if anything happened. And then it amused me so much I had to take his photo.

    Wendy - It is, oh, it is.

    And seriously, I have to think that there will be things that might appeal to you that she'll be parting with, so I'll let you know before we see each other at Thanksgiving.

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  5. I'm still laughing at the two ton marble Mahadev on your stairs!

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  6. Haha, love the picture. He looks really comfortable in that seat belt.

    And, I love SERENITY NOW. The shoutingness of it. Maybe I will try that next time I am screaming into my pillow!

    And, now I need a two ton marble Mahadev. Moses will be really happy about that. (My husband, not that other Moses.)

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  7. Almost done!

    If she has a spare end table or a coffee table, I need one. :-)

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  8. Ha! I was actually kidding, but hell, I never pass up free statuary, so if you're giving it away, I'll take a look. :)

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  9. Moving turns me into a two headed bitch troll from hell. :(

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