My house is in a state of ordered chaos (or is that chaotic order?) as I move boxes of books from here to there and get everything ready for the movers on Tuesday. The last of the furniture will be picked up by the Salvation Army on Wednesday and I will have a couple of days to play before I head up to Tennessee to spend some time with my mother before heading off to my little flat in Leipzig and my new life.
My friend, Lianne, is helping me. I have known Lianne for ...gosh... since my sister got married back in 1985. But she and I have been friends since she moved to Central Florida about 20 years ago. We have been through thick and thin together, losing touch when we both moved from Orlando, she to the coast and me up to Jacksonville. It took me leaving the country for us to reconnect. It was one of those magical friendships where after years of little contact, we picked up as if we had just seen each other yesterday. I can't describe some of our escapades because I believe there may still be some outstanding warrants out there and the statutes of limitations may still be in effect on others. Feel free to speculate.
In a bit over two weeks the prelude concludes and the first movement begins.
Look for pictures of my flat in the next couple of weeks. I sound so European, don't I? "My flat". My new home.