One of the task-switching games in Lumosity features leaves all moving together across the screen. On an iPad, you're supposed to swipe either in the direction the leaves are pointing, or in the direction they are moving, depending on their color. I do all right with it. I feel like the game trained me for my current occupation: moving.
The Emperor and I are beginning the move to the other house. I've been in the living room packing boxes of books (twenty 12x12 boxes packed solid, another six or so to go) while the Emperor is supposed to be packing up his garage. There's a medium-size moving truck parked in the driveway.
At the same time, I'm having to keep the yards at both homes looking "neat." I'm thrilled, thrilled to report that at our new house, we have a fenced yard. Nobody sees our back yard besides us, so if I don't get it mowed regularly nobody has to look at it but us. The lawn in the front isn't very big, and once I figured out how to avoid the sprinkler heads, it was a quick job to cut the grass and keep the neighborhood looking cohesive. However, it's been ten days since I mowed the lawns at the rental house, and they're needing it. So today, while the Emperor packs his garage, I'll be mowing while it's still morning and relatively cool.
The trick will be to keep the Emperor in motion. He tends to be a Drama Queen when it comes to work such as this. Yesterday he wrestled with an empty file cabinet and when it fell off the dolly, he said that it had "fallen on him" and retired in state to recover (how a short filing cabinet could fall on him is a mystery; it must have defied physics and fallen up to accomplish that). I took the dolly, put the cabinet on it again, and walked it up the ramp and into the truck in about five seconds. Normally the Emperor is a reasonable person and a supportive husband, but when it comes to moving or being sick, he reverts to his inner toddler and I am left pretty much speechless with frustration and yes, anger. Well, if he survives this move it will be the last time we'll be doing it. I plan to stay in this new house until I retire, and if we leave this town it will be only with what we can put in our car ourselves. Everything else will be given away or sold.
Okay, time to get to work.
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