Moved - Beyond Words
Re: the trauma of moving: I have never, ever worked as hard, physically, as I did on that job 9 days ago. We started at 6 am and finished at 8:30 pm - four floors and the detritus and collections of 8 years. When it was done, we checked into a nice hotel and drank Margaritas. Even with the tequila coursing its way though our traumatized systems, we were so overtired that we couldn't sleep. For the next two days, I sat around like some stunned animal - just staring and napping. I read somewhere, once, that you can never make up for "lost" sleep. Well, I worked on it with great vigor - let me tell you - and I think I've managed to do a little catch up.
I will miss my old home - mightily but it was time. I will not miss being responsible for the maintenance of a 160 year old house in the middle of NYC. I will not miss having to figure out ways to outwit the Sanitation department, deal with a nasty neightbor and hearing my electrician say, "Gee, the old timers talk about stuff like this, but I never thought I'd actually see anything like it."
I will miss leaving the back door open to the deck and hearing gulls circling the east river and watching cardinals get ready for spring in my backyard. . I will miss the grace of a staircase that wound itself sensuously through 4 floors. I will miss its steadfastness and its ability to link me to the past. I will always be grateful for the way my home comforted and sheltered me on September 11 when I found my way home to its sheltering arms on that dreadful day. I will always remember how it did the same for my husband and young daughter as we remembered how much we loved our home, our city and one another.
I was blessed to have owned it for 8 years and, as much as I loved and adored it, it was time to let it go and put it into the hands of people who claim to love it.
Re: Knitting: I have been working on a shawl that has helped me hold on to my sanity. It's a lovely pattern from Morehouse Merino): the La Scala shawl. It was supposed to be done in laceweight yarn, but I had some Frog Tree Alpaca in a fabulous shade of periwinkle blue. I'm making this for a dear friend who has to undergo the trauma of a 16 week treatment. She is a wonderful person and deserves better. Hopefully, the sweet little shawl will warm her as much as her sweet spirit warms everyone who knows and loves her.
Pictures to follow. I just didn't want anyone to think I'd forgotten to check in. I have also done a few little baby sweaters which need to be posted. I won't be in the new home til September, so I'm at a bit of a disadvantage in that I can't lay my hands on the cable connector for my camera. I'm working on it though!