But I'll start with something pretty.
Four nights, four corners embroidered with a vase of posies.
Now I'm debating whether to add a row of running stitch above the border.
But I'm so sore and weary from packing that I think that decision can wait until we've moved, unpacked, settled and breathing again.
Or I might pick it up tonight and mindlessly dip the needle in and out until I have a sweet red, green, yellow or red dashed border around four sides.
I really can't say.
Exhaustion does that.
But it's a good exhaustion.
A hard worked "I'm achieving something" exhaustion.
But that dust.
Oh my, the dust.
As I pack box after box, carefully filling each one with no room to spare and everything nestled safely, my eyes discover more and more dust bunnies appearing over the wooden floors.
I want to vacuum them up but what's the point.
The more we pack, the more things are lifted and shifted and shuffled around, the more dust bunnies will appear, bringing their friends to party with them.
So Dust Party Central must stay for now until the last box and chair and bed and broom have been loaded into the moving truck and they've no gathering or hiding places left.
At that point the cleaners will arrive to scurry them on their way.
Boxes are slowly climbing up walls and along hallways.
Sheets of butcher paper await fragile things to be wrapped...
...and rooms are emptying.
Mr E has taken the potted plants off the deck and gathered them downstairs where they await transportation in the Jeep later this week.
I had no choice but to trim my cherry tomatoes which were growing over the deck and down the side, and gather the fruit already on the vine.
Never mind, it's still mid season for tomatoes in the tropics so they may bush out and flower again after the move.
Or there's always next year.
I'm preparing a box of essentials for that first night in the new home.
Cotton sheets, towels, toilet paper, kettle, mugs, iPads and our current reading.
And there may or may not be a block of chocolate and a pack of Allen's retro mix lollies in the box too, after all it will be a huge day loading the truck from this house in the morning and unloading it at the new place that afternoon so treats are essential recovery tools.
Mr E finally got the Jeep all back together last Thursday after 14 long weeks of waiting for parts from overseas and fixing every thing that needed repair, so we celebrated with a long drive along the shore in moonlight.
Alas, Friday morning the radiator cracked.
Can you believe it?
Fortunately we could order that here in Australia and it arrived via courier today so my beloved is downstairs once again working on the car.
We're so grateful to God for carrying us through the ups and downs of this year, for balancing our health, car and other trials with things which came together almost effortlessly.
We're so blessed to be His children, to be loved and cared for by such a gracious and good heavenly Father.
This blog post helped me take a break from packing and now that I've sat for a while, drank a litre of water and taken many good deep breaths, it's time to do a little more and also to think about dinner.
We're still using up what we have and tonight a beef stir fry with rice noodles is on the menu.
I might just mention to those members of the Stitchery Club who have recently emailed to say they did not receive their September patterns - have you checked your junk or spam box?
The patterns were emailed out earlier than usual on the 15th this month due to our move.
If you can't find them there please email me (here) and I'll resend, but I will be offline between the 21st and the 24th.
Take care dear friends, think beautiful thoughts, be kind and trust God.
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