Mother Laura from Rev Gals shares the Friday Five this week. She says, "We are right in the middle of a move--only twenty minutes away, but we're still a mix of busy, excited, nervous and surprisingly full of grief about what we're leaving, for me at least. So this week's Friday Five asks about your experience of the marvels and madness of moving."
I'm typing in the lobby of a motel, so this will be short.
1. How many times have you moved? When was the last time?
17., if I counted correctly Two were before I married. The other 15 were after. The USMC and the ministry will do that to you. I HATE HATE HATE moving. I should be really good at it by now, but I am not. The last time was five years ago when we moved ourselves and my mom into our present home. It was our first home where the kids had not lived, and now mom is in the nursing home. Strange feeling to be just the two of us in our little house, sometimes. Not bad, just sometimes strange and a bit sad.
2. What do you love and hate about moving?
I hate almost everrything about it except for two things. Fresh paint, usually, and the chance to downsize at least somewhat.
3. Do you do it yourself or hire movers?
Hire movers? Is that possible? I must find out about this phenomenon.
4. Advice for surviving and thriving during a move?
I have never thrived through a move so I cannot tell you. Survival was a bit easier if I made sure to have a box with bed linens for each bed, and a few essentials for the kitchen. Those get unpacked first. That way, you can at least sleep when you finish hauling furniture and boxes.
5. Are you in the middle of any inner moves, if not outer ones?
Yes. It is difficult to describe. I am feeling change every day. Some is good. Some is not. I'm waiting to see what comes of all this.
Bonus: Share a piece of music/poetry/film/book that expresses something about what moving means to you.
Everything in my life makes me think of a song. I usually start singing "On the Road Again."
Happy Friday, all!
11 comments:
:-) on the road again... hmm maybe that should be my theme song. Well played
oh willie nelson... classic! inner moves are hard to put into words aren't that... perhaps that is why the psalms are so good for us...
On the Road Again--Priceless! Nice play!
I hate moving, too...I don't mind the freshness of a new place, but it hardly seems worth all the effort.
oh! of course! On the road again! why didn't I think of that?
I'd have picked 'Turn the Page', but On the Road Again was pretty good too. As for moving...that is a lot of moves, no wonder you're not excited about it.
I found my way through blogland here. Just wonder where in Wisconsin you were, I am in the southwest corner of cheeseland. :o)
Doodlebugmom, I left a comment over at your place.
Turn the Page....oh yeah. Awesome song!
I kind of like moving, but then I've never owned a house before. To me a move was to a new adventure.
I think when we move from this house (whenever that is) it will be sad because I love my house and what we have done with it to make it personal, especially the baby room.
Yep, always looking for adventure. ;-)
Trinity's room is so unique and special. I am sure it will be hard to say good bye to that. She might miss it too--and all the bugs and butterflies and stuff.
See you soon. (((hug)))
I should have played this one, I've moved so often. But I couldn't bear to dredge up the mostly bad memories of moving.
As usual, I'm a day late and a dollar short: Yesterday was "Blogger Appreciation Day," or so I was told. My intention was to comment at each blog on my Bloglines subscription, but you know where the road paved with good intentions leads...
So here's a note to let you know that I appreciate you and your writing, dear Owl. Thanks for blogging.
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