So to any move there are many moving parts. And there are many, many parts to our move. Debra runs the whole show (she has been talking me down every day for weeks), then there is Zack who manages a specific segment of our move (Hi Baby Loretta!) and then there is Marion. Oh how we love all of them!
As I have mentioned, the company that is providing all our relocation services is treating us like rock stars. Well, my knitting and sewing friends, let me tell you about Marion.
Marion is my On Site Moving Manager- yeah, - I know hate me if you want, at this point I could give a fig. Not not Sandy's Fig- we love that Fig. What is an On Site Moving Manager? Essentially she is my handler. Sounds pathetic and wonderful all at the same time, yes? She makes sure my wig is not too big, answers questions from the crew, and even humors the kids when needed. At about 10 am Thursday morning Craig, Marion and I were chatting and I BLURTED out..."This is the easiest move I have ever had!" It was SO calm, so quiet and so kind. (Yes, we are Montessori parents.)
Remember how I said my La-bor-a-tory wasn't where I wanted it to be? Well, Marion kept me away from the open windows and helped me finish the organizing . At one point she was folding fabric and went to put it in a XXL Ziplock (LOVE THOSE). Marion said to me-"We can't put it in that other bag, because we KNOW that Fabric and yarn CANNOT go in the same bag!"
Yes, my friends- Marion is one of us. She is a Knitter. She is a Fanatic. How great is the Universe when it sends you a Knitter to help organize your stash?
PS: Marion had never heard of Mason Dixon or The Harlot so I slipped her a couple of books (evil giggle here). And she wasn't too clear about blogs- so I explained. Also I asked her permission to post her picture, with the agreement that if she was uncomfortable or didn't like it I would remove it on Monday. (She comes back Monday and I will show her then.)
PPS: In the picture above, we had just spent a whole bunch of time finishing up my Laboratory. Then I went into the bedroom and found my nightstand full of yarn. While we laughed out loud I realized I could not pack more yarn. I had reached my moment of It Is What It Is and May the Wind Be At My Back. Marion is taking the yarn and packing it up for me. Bless Her.
Thank you all so much for all the moving good wishes. Love to you all. Going to bed. Hope to sleep in tomorrow-No movers at o'dark thirty. We fly Thursday! Yay!
MWAH!
Comments
I'm so happy for you, K.T.!
Posted by: Jan | March 30, 2007 10:59 PM
Mmmm, rain.
Go out and get some on you.
Rain good.
Happy homecoming!
Posted by: kt | March 30, 2007 11:50 PM
I am so happpy for you. You so deserve this!
Posted by: Susan | March 31, 2007 08:11 AM
Ahhhhh blissfully happy happy happy for you you you. :)
I was just saying to my husband a few days ago how I know of several bloggers who are making major changes in their lives by moving across the country. Not just to another house in the same town (some of those too) but far far away from everything that is physically near to them.
And I get to go with them. I don't lose touch. I don't miss their friendship. They took me with them and I am so very grateful for it.
Congratulations on your bliss. Soak it up while you can because soon enough you'll realize you're living in a house full of boxes! ha :)
Posted by: Laura | March 31, 2007 11:36 PM
What a wonderful post! Enjoy your new (old) home!
Posted by: Cara | April 2, 2007 09:48 AM
TEN cakes of str? In case you changed your mind about the color in the middle of a sock? Or did the Packing lady just not notice it until it was too late? Heh heh heh.
Posted by: Emily | April 4, 2007 07:11 AM
Apparently, it's an army. An army of frogs.
http://curtisvc.tripod.com/trivia/anigroups.htm
Posted by: larissa | April 14, 2007 04:18 PM