Saturday, April 10, 2004

Keep Shakin’ That Rock…

I am almost done with my portion of the move. The books are all gone, thanks to taking two boxes over every morning on the way to the office this week, unloading them, and doing it again the next day. This morning I had four book boxes and was able to get the rest of the library, including every theatre text and every copy of The Dramatists Guild Quarterly since 1984 over to the house. It took two trips for the books alone; drive the fifteen miles there, empty the boxes, drive back, and do it again. I was also able to get in a lamp, the table the lamp sat on, the plants (including a philodendron that is old enough to drink), and the last box of clothes and boots that I don’t need for work or my trip to the William Inge Festival on April 22. Still to go before the movers get here: files and financial records, this computer, telephones, perishable food, essential kitchen things like the microwave, toaster, and coffee maker, and one TV and VCR/DVD player and the cart they sit on. Oh, and Sam’s urn. It’s still on the piano. That will go last, I think.

I still have three weeks before I actually vacate this place, but like Sisyphus and his rock, it’s never really done. I’m sure I’ll forget something…