Done

The Word for the Day is: Done.

We're done packing. We're done cleaning. We're done unpacking. And we're done organizing. It feels so good to have a day that's “normal”.........though after two weeks of moving, I've almost forgotten what “normal” is!

It's nice to be back in the groove. I really don't like the stress level that comes with sorting, packing and moving.......really, who does? It always works out, but I've learned over the years that there can be a Black Hole occurrence during moving that's akin to socks in the dryer. Things occasionally just disappear. Sometimes you find them, sometimes they never appear. But the moment when you are wracking your brain to remember where one particular item was packed – especially when it was thrown in at the last minute – can be frustrating.

Just yesterday I located a pair of scissors that is usually on top of my desk, in a cup filled with pens and pencils. I found it in the wicker basket that sits beside my rocking chair.....the basket that holds current magazines that need to be read, the headset that goes with my computer, and a couple of books. I know why the scissors were kept out – I was using them to cut packing tape. However, I still don't remember why I threw them in that basket.

The one thing I haven't yet found is a jar of Vicks Salve. At the house, it sat on the night stand next to the bed, along with lip balm, eye drops, a flashlight, and a few other items. Those items went into a dresser drawer. I know where they went. I got them out and put them in the bookcase headboard of our bed. Except for the jar of Vicks. It has vanished. I've moved every other item in that drawer, and it's not there. I've doublechecked the headboard and I didn't move it and forget about it. So I've replaced it. I thought I might find it once the replacement was brought home, but it's still MIA.

I have two power cords for my laptop. I packed both of them in the computer case that my laptop moved in. I unpacked the laptop and threw the cords in a drawer – which I remembered 24 or more hours after the move, after frantically searching for them. I opened the drawer for something else and voila! Computer cords. I plugged one into my laptop in the dining area. When I moved my laptop to the living room, I couldn't locate that second cord.

At the time, I thought maybe hubby had plugged the second cord into his laptop. For several days, I unplugged and took my power cord with me when I changed rooms. Over the weekend, the subject came up again. I asked hubby if he had my other power cord. He didn't think so, and helped me search. We found and searched both computer bags with no luck. I checked the drawer again. I decided that computer cord had dropped into that Black Hole with the Vicks.

Saturday as I sat in the recliner with the laptop, I noticed something underneath the desk. It looked like the computer end of a power cord. Yup. My missing power cord. Evidently I had been so efficient that when I discovered the missing cords in the drawer, I pulled them both out and immediately plugged them into the two power strips where I wanted them. Then I immediately forgot all that. The power cord plugged in by my desk had slid off the desk.....but the end plugged into the power strip is big enough that I haven't figured out yet how we both missed it!

It's nice to be settled in again – but without that flurry of activity that we've lived with for the past two weeks, I really am going to have to figure out what to do with myself on a daily basis!