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The Tail End
Walking the terrier just now I had a maudlin episode where for an instant one of those "this is one of the last times that I will..." thoughts floated into my mind. I squashed it, though, and now I'm practically normal. The move has commenced and I couldn't interrupt it even if I really wanted to. At this moment, I only sort of wanted to.
Many precautions have been taken to ensure that the Felix won't be too, too horrified by the this, the first of a short series of moves that will happen this year. Surprise treats have been planned, teachers warned, gentle introductions to the (first) new space made... all of that. But his parents are a bit frayed.
And in at least one respect, the children have been completely spared the utter embarrassment that comes with moving. If I could do it all myself so that someone didn't have to see my weird (but not Collyer-esque) hoarding tendencies, my odd fashion mistakes, the piles and piles of "important" texts that I use or feel I will use for work... and all of this will be witnessed by someone. At the moment I wish I could channel some of my children's shamelessness because soon I won't be able to look these poor moving people in the eye.
Oh dear. Someone just made a sound in the next room that sounded something like shock. I am blushing up to my ears.
I must go.
posted by Elise at 11:31 AM
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