In all my long life I have always had place to call home.
On Friday April19 th we turned over the keys to our house and pulled out in the stuffed U-Haul with our destination to be determined,
It was a strange feeling. Now almost a week in our previously well loved surroundings, we have still not found a place to unload the truck.
We have adjusted our requirements but... After searching high and low we still remain homeless...
As I look back over the months before the move when we were giving lots of furniture etc., away, I wish we had given more to the kids and to Goodwill.
It would be lovely not to have to worry about getting the truck unloaded. It would have been great to have had time to comeback and be able to search out a place ahead of the moving. Not the way things worked this time!
Funny how we adapt to our changing needs... A potential lease is on the horizon tomorrow.
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