Limbo

Somewhere, in one of the many boxes that contain my photo albums (not the ones that contain my scrapbooks...those are different boxes, and there are many more) is a picture of my friend Janice doing the limbo.  No flames involved.  Single, and much younger, we had gone on a cruise together.  One of the cruise ship activities was a limbo contest.  Janice decided to try it.  No small feat when you are 5 feet 12 inches tall.  But she tried it...which is way more than I did.  I knew I wasn't very flexible and didn't want to make a fool of myself.

I'm still not very flexible.  And this move is making me bend way backwards.  and sometimes it feels like there are flames involved.  Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's definitely not easy or comfortable, when you're not flexible. 

Right now we are living in limbo...somewhere between the old life and the life that is to come.  Almost everything we own is in boxes, in the garage or in a storage unit a half mile down the street.  Several times in the last couple days someone has asked for something that we own...only it's in a box somewhere, and without opening a bunch of boxes I can't find it.  And I really don't want to open any boxes because there is nowhere to put anything that's in them.

And then there is what to do to fill my day.  I haven't moved in 18 years, so I really don't remember well, but i'm sure my first few weeks in Texas were filled with getting to know the area that we were living, getting to know the grocery store, getting driver's license renewed, etc.  But here, in Limbo, we don't have an address yet, so I don't want to get my license renewed.  We don't know what neighborhood we will be living in, so I can't really get to know the neighborhood, and since I don't know where we will be living, I don't even know which grocery store I will be shopping.  So i'm getting to know Savannah and Matt, Natalie and Al, and Kelly and whoever she is with at the moment, and Ellen.  Haven't met Judge Judy yet, but i'm sure she'll be along soon.

Yesterday we made an offer on a house.  I hope we will get it since it really feels like it would be right for our family.  But our realtor tells us again and again, "Don't fall in love with the house until I put the keys in your hands."  Deals fall through all the time. (and our deal hasn't even been accepted yet, so really don't fall in love with it yet.) 

And so, I continue to do the limbo...