
You gotta click on the calendar to see it clearer. But we're seven days away from the movers coming to empty out the house and our storage unit. So on Monday night we'll be sleeping on the floor out here with just a suitcase and a dog.
Part of yesterdays agenda was sitting for an interview with the Director of Nursing from the Technical College of the Lowcountry, which is Beaufort county's community college.
We spoke for about an hour and it sounds like nursing school in South Carolina is like nursing school in New Jersey. Same circus, different clowns. She teased me with a full-time position but I said a hard no to that. One of the things I'll have to do once we move and South Carolina residency is established is apply for my nursing licenses, both RN and APN, which will allow me to practice down there. Just one of a billion things to get done once we're done with the four remaining closings.
And now we're realizing how much more we need to do.
I'm now going from room to room trying to finish up some things here and there. The outside is as tightened up as they're going to get it. And soon, well now, we're throwing things in boxes that may or may not go together. It's chaotic to say the least.
On July 4th we had three of the seven sisters over for one last supper. It was a great time listening to them tell the stories of what it was like to grow up in the house, which their parents bought in 1960. We bought it from their Mom in 2018. Needless to say she lived here for a long, long time.
And then there's the fly rods. Luckily we had a long box which just about held them all. I kept the two Helios D's out and will send them back to Orvis for repair before we move. One, my 10 weight, I ran over at the Red Beach parking lot, and two, the snake guide of my 12 weight separated from the rod. And I still have my waders that leaked like a sieve while I was up on the Vineyard. Those I'll take down with me and deal with them later.
While I did this all to myself, well ourselves, just put yourself in our shoes for a moment. Imagine if I told you that in one week's time you'd be moving out of your house and to another state. People do this all the time so we're no trendsetters here, but it's pretty amazing, and a little scary. And while we're caught up with all the physical and logistical things related to moving we haven't even paused for a minute to allow the emotional aspects to sink in.
We got seven days to get this done..... if there's no glitches.