Yeah, I'm still here....just had an busy day.
Even though I had off work, I still got up at 7:00 so I could get to my workplace to get the free flu shot they were giving. Then mom and I went to Denny's to eat. Then we did a bit of shopping for things at the house. We then came back here and waited for Ghostie to come by. When he got here, the three of us went to the apartment. We took all the trash left in the apartment over to mom's to put out for the garbage man tomorrow. (This included a large black beast of an entertainment center that I had up there for over a decade, at least a dozen bags of trash, a small table, three carpets [and as a further aside, we put this out about noon, at 4:30, the table and the rugs were gone!]) Then we loaded up the pickup with things for the future yard sale and got them to mom's basement. Ghostie returned home, mom and I had some lunch, and then returned to the apartment to finish up the cleaning.
I took a final walk through the empty apartment, my footfalls echoing around me. Mom wasn't there yet, but I wasn't alone: I was surrounded by memories. Twelve years of memories. Countless friends, numerous lovers and laisons, more laughs than I could count and not a few tears as well. Depressions, hangovers, Christmases, pasta suppers, porn, Toronto memorabilia, seven pairs of glasses, four computers, three air conditioners, and so on.
After this, and after mom and I finished cleaning everything, we came down to the house, unloaded some kitchen and bathrooms stuff, and then hung out here for a bit and talked. After driving to Hagerstown in the morning (a half hour south) we drove to Chambersburg (a half hour north) in the evening. We did more shopping, and ate and then returned back to home.
And now I'm sitting here typing this.
The final walkthrough in the apartment is tomorrow afternoon, and after that, I'm done with that building entirely. Nothing to do after that but just unpack what I've got here already...ugh.
POLT listening to some TV show on cable
Still haven't found the list of quotes
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Aww. How bittersweet that must be.
Made me sad just reading it...
Well think about all the new memories you get to make in your HOUSE! YAY!
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