Not much fun packing for moving day from house to retirement lodge. Transition is what they call it – a polite and efficiency sounding word meant to ease the stress and comfort the minds of old folks facing the downsizing they’ve been putting off for years.
Even at my most ruthless I ended up with boxes of stuff I haven’t used in ages and will never use again but couldn’t bring myself to toss. Silly.
I’ve pledged, but only to myself, to whittle them down a bit at a time over the next few months. A sort of slow withdrawal program rather than cold turkey.
I moved into Berwick Royal Oak, Victoria BC, on November 14 with the aid of three stalwart sons – Stephen, Andrew and Nicholas – and one magnificently organized daughter-in-law Buni – Andrew’s wife. She and Andrew were the prime organizers; Stephen provided muscle and technical support, Nic more muscle, computer programming expertise (delivered in the rapid fire style of the 21st century and almost totally incomprehensible to my ancient ears) and his Paramedic and St. John’s Ambulance training. The latter were not needed but are always comforting to have on hand.
When I asked what my role would be on the transition day project-manager Andrew was precise in response: “Dad, just stay away until the jobs finished.”
Having always found it easy to follow such simple instructions I did just that staying well away from Berwick until late in the afternoon when I found my new living quarters nicely arranged, pictures hung, the bed made, the computers working, flat screen TV hooked up and functioning, a toaster, coffee maker and electric kettle ready to be of service.
So here I am at weekend, not fully settled in but fortunate and comfortable enough to know I’ll be kept warm, dry and well fed as I wait for the last train “to the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveller returns.”
Before it arrives (hopefully not for a few more years) I intend to go through those boxes the transition crew sighed over then stacked away. Maybe I’ll even start tomorrow – or the day after. Soon, anyway.