Moving & Storage

Gentle Visitors, just days ago, your humble Contributor watched with an odd detachment as his worldly belongings were boxed, wrapped, dismantled, and packed into seven crates.  From his now former home, the same items were hauled, shipped, shifted, and stored until such time as his fellow Householder locates another house to hold them.

Were he the victim of distress or divorce or disaster, as so many are these days, then that moving day -- beautiful as it was -- might have hung gloomily over his tormented and slowly thinning head.  But, Fortune was kinder than that: he and his fellow Householder were sentenced to a mere three months at  Avalon -- a storied place, with one- and two-bedroom flats for short-term let.  Thus, their situation, 
while discommodious, is not despairing; and, they have no special need to consult Boethius' Dame on the subject.

When your humble Contributor and his fellow Householder arrived at their former home, old Dutch still sat in the White House, and they invested their first sweat in the place by schlepping their meager holdings to the already dated ramble.  Now, in day of the man who's name has yet to be nicked, the same items -- augmented and replaced by necessity -- are moved by men of several cultures:  hispanic, africanic, slavic, and tajik.  Hence, your humble contributor was left to oversee the effort -- largely passivity with occasional calls for authority -- from the backyard, where he watched the hickories sway and begin their labors toward fruition.

Of course, he will miss the Old Girl -- if a gender specification may still be applied -- for she has sheltered him and his from many a squall and storm, many a frigid night and sultry day, and offered space to store his tangibles and intangibles, alike.  But, now, she must serve new masters, and we must find a new domus, if Fortune will allow.

Comments

[Blue Clinkers]

Dear Remainderman,
The blogosphere is atwitter with rumors of your impending moves! Avalon??! Can one (or two) remain in such a place for only 3 months? In any case, be circumspect with neighbors named Morgan.

I, for one (or two,or seven) hope that you and yours will make haste to The Inner Suburb (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4T1RMuoQnKo) much transmogrified since you were in kneepants.