The Move that Never Ends, To be Continued

Welcome to Part I of the never ending journey. Moods are lighthearted here as we pack and get ready for this move but we have no idea what is in store and what is to come. Mom is quiet and here in this part of the move, not really giving us much direction, but letting us lead. She refused to use the blue tape to indicate what she had a desire to take so that proper decisions could be made. It’s really hard to pack for other people’s move. But even more challenging to deal with what was unpacked for the move, especially when the person had no input while it was being packed….then find themselves at the mercy of their quietness. Oh no worries, the quiet didn’t last long.
The story continues over the next few weeks, mildly put – as I dare not expose the real drama. I wrote about it and then erased it b/c there was no need to keep it posted. But it’s been really bad this last week dealing with the DRAMA of this move. And the more complaints and requests that I received, the more angrier I became.
And what makes me seethe is that all of it could have been avoided, if the darn blue painter’s tape roll had been used to mark what she wanted. Such little effort could have thwarted most of the drama. I doubt it would have thwarted all of it, because with some, there will just always be drama as they thrive in it. But there is no doubt in my mind now that I want to write a book about my experiences.
I changed my previous seething angry posts I made in recent days on this blog to draft mode. There was no need to keep those hanging around in public. The simple facts will do and not my raging thoughts. But I appreciate those that responded with kindness to try and soothe my soul. Things like this are never easy and I was the fool to think that with planning I could make it smooth. With some experiences, the word smooth just isn’t going to exist. And most of it is a “people problem”, lol. But I won’t be ugly.
You’ll have to wait for the saga, which will be nothing akin to the real life of it, b/c I’m embarrassed to share on video what a TRUE BUTT of a week it’s been. But here’s the beginning of the packing/moving series. You can watch it HERE.
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2 Comments
Holly
I’m so sorry you have to deal with this. I think it’s to be expected with elderly parents but no one actually honestly tells us that! We had to move my parents from Georgia to Indiana. Dad was 91, Mom was exhausting herself caring for him so they had to be closer. I know it was a big disruption in their life and signaled the official point where they had to realize and accept they now needed help. I think it’s hard when they want to be “in charge” but just can’t physically or mentally anymore. And it’s hard for us to slide into the role of “the adult” or parent. No matter how old we are, we are always their child. The adjustment is hard both ways. There were tears on both sides. I could never have done it without the support of my husband, when I reached the end of my rope, he would step in and say “this is the way it’s going to be.” Luckily, my parents loved and respected him so that coming from him was handled better than that sentiment coming from me. He was also always careful to respect them and protect their, particularly my Dad’s, dignity. Lean on George when you need to, he loves you. Take care! Hope the situation improves. Both my parents are gone now, I think about them and miss them every single day. I’d take a “bad” day (a cranky day, not a “pain” day) to have them back for just one more day….
LessHustleMoreCoffee
Yeah it is surprising how everything goes. I wasn’t prepared for it. I feel like I’ve done my best, even though she always expected more but I couldn’t fill the role of having someone by her side 24/7 and catering to every whim. I had to draw several boundaries or I’d have given up my entire week to just her. I hope the weeks get easier. I’m still working thru the exhaustion of packing, moving and getting ready for estate sale and we had family in town from TX which is a good thing. But I get really tired by 4 pm.