Yesterday I chatted with my brother (we'll probably talk again before I go). He cut his hours in half this spring in order to slowly move to retirement mode, exactly when we had to go in lockdown. Definitely not what he was looking forward to. On the other hand, I may have mentioned that he is the happiest person at home and the least bored, of anyone I have ever met (including me). All kinds of reasons for that, among them the fact that he has no problem whatsoever self entertaining. He called me because he knows I have a large Christmas village and he is in the process of making a Halloween village in a shadow box (spraying the box, getting spooky figures and Halloween Village houses from Michael's and so on). It's a surprise for my sister-in-law and my college age nephew who is learning from home again. Like I said, self entertainment!
We also chatted about Christmas wants and needs for the two I am leaving behind. While I don't want to be non positive as such, we both are pretty sure that it's going to be a long winter before the light of spring. Normally both Thanksgiving and Christmas would be spent as a group and I am pretty sure that son and sister will be alone this year for both days, so we want to make the holidays everything we can at each house. Personally, once I settle in, I'l be mailing goodies, and have decided that in addition to a hand made gift each person will be getting at least one "new hobby" from me. Since my son will have two rooms, I'm considering a good dart board, a good boxing bag and gloves, or maybe electric robots to put together.
For my part, I'll be fine-once I get there at least. After having twenty conversations with myself in my head I've decided sleeping in between two RVs and or driving thirteen hours straight plus stops is not realistic, so for now at least I have a reservation at the Drury inn. As I shared elsewhere, truth be told is that I may sleep in a chair with my own pillow depending on my level of paranoia at the time. I still may change my mind. I am looking forward to driving in the fall, either way. I have missed my drives, long and short.
Once I am there though, there will plenty to keep me busy and happy for the next few months. I need to organize the place, and make some kind of living alone schedule. I want to, if not "prep" at least plan for shortages here and there. I'll keep busy making gifts for everyone I know, myself included and maybe something for selling even between the quilting/sewing/knitting/painting habit. And this is the time to work on refreshing that German and teach myself tapestry weaving (While I enjoy painting the cards, I do seem to prefer working in the three dimensional). For now, I expect to see my daughter once a week. I may change my mind, but she works in nursing homes and is exceptionally careful and my son-in-law in an extremely high end restaurant with all precautions. For now I am going to trust their judgement. And hopefully I will meet new friends from my patio, the occasional walk, and online zoom get togethers. Really, I would be lost without Zoom. And experimenting with all those small recipes is in the cards as well.
|If you know me you know that whatever I do will be much more freeform and bright than this.|
This afternoon I'm going to cut my hair, finish sweeping and cleaning the disaster area left after the packers came (I'm ashamed to say there was a "lost" Vera Bradley purse under my bed for who knows how long), and see what I can get in my car. It is my own fault, but I did not have them pack either the floor lamp I am taking, or the big ironing board. We are going to see exactly how much this large SUV can hold (I'm not comfortable with a roof container).
As of now the driving happens on Monday. Sunday is my son's day off and we will spend some time together (we can't go out to dinner so we will probably get take out and sit in the car in a park) and finish packing the car. Also, my car has to go to the shop. It seems there is a recall on the darn thing from spring of .......wait for it....2019. That I did not know about. I've driven to and from Dallas at least four times since then. But, since this has to do with brake flushing and valves staying open (whatever that means), and having to apply more brake pressure, I'm putting a day aside to do it.
I think Sunday is as long as I will last sleeping on a recliner or a couch, that's for sure.