The new Blandings

Samuel and Karin & I are in much better health than when I last wrote, and so this morning, with the aid of friends and family members, we moved into the house that my parents bought a few weeks ago. Or, rather, we transported our essentials, such as our bed, a few chairs, ourselves, and the TV. Since we’re renting our apartment all through January, we intend to spend the rest of the month transporting the littler things. The three of us will make innumerable round-trips, moving a few boxes at a time. We’ll conclude in several weeks with another aided move (of the bookcases and dressers) and then with a thorough cleaning of the apartment.

Today’s aided move was smooth. Sadly, one of our helpers suffered heart pains and had to be taken to the hospital by paramedics.

The move also was sad for Jasper and Ziva. Jasper promptly ran under our bed. Ziva, we couldn’t find; we worried she’d escaped into the garage and climbed up into the car engine. It turned out, she hadn’t left her pet carrier. Then, when we extracted her, she, too, hid under our bed. For several hours, we couldn’t coax either kitty out – not even by waving plates of tuna under their noses.

Jasper is recently emboldened, however, and has been walking around the living room. Ziva has burrowed herself into the bed blankets.

Karin tells me we’re without a shower curtain. Tomorrow I’ll have to re-teach myself to take a bath.