But cleaning up the leftover moving sale stuff was a bit miserable this morning.
Cold, windy, wet.
It is said that in this song, Creedence Clearwater Revival use a metaphor of the rain to speak about seemingly endless times of confusion and misery.
That is how I feel after 3 long days of the sale, and weeks of preparation for the sale, and now at least another couple days dealing with the leftovers from the sale.
Seemingly endless times of confusion (what to keep, what to donate, what to try to sell), and misery (the weather, being outside in cold temps, wind, and rain all weekend, and dealing with 'customers' who want something for nothing, and then a discount on top of that, and when we did not give in to their demands, they left not buying anything!!), and then today the rainy wind while we cleaned up the leftovers just added to it.
So, I wonder, who'll stop the rain? When will I be able to not worry about selling stuff, packing, and moving?
Sometimes that day when all this is done can't come soon enough. Other days, I feel I need another 3 months.
We don't have that long, so till then, we will have to endure the confusion and misery, until we have taken off to our new adventure. We will find the sun, and the proverbial rain will have ended. Hopefully.