Moving on after moving move
TUESDAY, May 11 – Moving on after a moving move, I scribble on my Facebook wall. Especially after the moving van arrived at our new address and the four moving guys distributed the furniture and boxes throughout various rooms. When the foreman asked me where I wanted everything, I was initially at a loss.
My first impulse was to say, ‘I haven’t a clue. Ask my wife.’ Every time we moved, she’d taken charge: she was the conductor, the traffic cop, the linchpin. I felt a shiver go down my spine and asked him to wait a minute. I walked out on the balcony, took a deep breath, shook my head, and then turned around and got on with the job.
There was no stopping the movers: a couple of hours later, the second floor was full of our stuff and we lived somewhere else.
Diary of a Widower 