Sunday, June 12, 2011
The Move is Complete!
But move they did. Thank heavens for the packers. I don't know how we would have managed without the three young men packing all their stuff. Mind you they moved from an 8 room house to a 3 room apartment. From 6 closets to 2 and a half. From 2 and 1/2 bathrooms to one single bathroom.
As the apartment filled with boxes the stress levels were rising. The apartment has 2 bedrooms so we decided to put all the extra boxes into the den for now as storage. Once we get the rest of the apartment organized, we will tackle the boxes of stuff that should not have been brought. But my mom would not part with anything.
The building where they are living has an in house home help service. So as a house warming gift I gave them 10 hours of help with unpacking, organizing and whatever else they need. I was quite sure that a stranger would have better luck with my mom as far as getting her to throw things away. I was right. Gina came yesterday and while we were unpacking lamps and "chotchkes", Gina and my mom tackled the kitchen. Gina looked at the date on every box of food and my mom agreed to get rid of all the expired food. Some dated as far back as 2003. So the kitchen is organized and no longer overwhelming.
On Monday Gina will come again and help my mom organize the bedroom and bathroom. She will also do the huge pile of laundry that has accumulated. That will be the next challenge. Allowing someone else to do the laundry. My mom is not up to the task but does not admit it. I think once she sees that having someone else do the cleaning and the laundry, she can be freed up to enjoy her life more. Pleasure is not something that comes easily to my mom. She is a child of the depression after all.
Yesterday we emptied all the boxes in the living/dining area and kitchen. Then we will start on the boxes in the den. This will be hard because there are things in there I tried to get them to throw out or give to the junk man but they wouldn't. Things like an old Bell and Howell movie camera, an old movie screen on a tripod, old cleaning supplies, mops and brooms from the garage, books that should have been donated to the library, and many, many other items that really cannot stay. It is clutter at best and a fire hazard at worst. But having help with this will be a godsend.
I cannot tell you how wonderful it is not to have to drive an hour to see and help my parents. I can now walk to their apartment. Their building is like a cruise ship that stays in one place. The newspaper is delivered to their door daily. No more wet papers. The dining room is on their floor right near their apartment as the rent includes 2 meals a day. Except on Shabbat when there are no meals. Both the trash room and the elevators are right near their apartment as well. They are making fast friends with the trash room. Especially the chute..........down the hatch!
The view from their living/dining room is not to be believed. All of downtown Boston, Brookline and even Logan airport can be seen. It is a million dollar view.
And amazingly enough there are people in the building that my dad went to college and high school with! So they already have old friends and are meeting new ones every day. This is the best thing of all. They will no longer be isolated from people. I think my mother's cloud will lift. I am quite hopeful. She sounds better already when I talk to her on the phone!