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Musings from the land of Enchantment
Colds have disappeared. Furniture has not appeared. As of this morning, it’s still in LA.
Honestly, upon further reflection, what should one expect from a company which has the Mayflower Ship as its mascot? Let’s be clear, the Mayflower’s original destination was the Hudson River. (History geeks: Imagine if things had gone as planned. Boston never would have become “the City on the Hill”!). The Mayflower also initially planned to arrive in September, but due to delays in England, landed in November. Hudson River in September…Cape Cod in November, close enough, right? Solid enough to model your moving company after this paragon of transportation?? I mean, the time delay meant the Pilgrims didn’t have time to prepare for winter and half of them died…buy hey! Americans don’t remember history; they’ll esteem a Mayflower mascot, right? I can hear the founder and CEO of the Mayflower Moving Company: “Hey Pilgrims! We’re so glad you signed up for the Mayflower Experience, and we’re working hard to give you just that! Please – in this time of…”transit” – go meet the natives in your new land. They may even share a chair or two with you while you wait for yours. And just think, when your stuff finally arrives, you’ll experience more gratitude than you ever could have imagined. Who knows, you may even be inspired to throw your own impromptu meal of thanksgiving when you have real plates to eat from.” I’m just glad we passed up that sweet bid from the Titanic Moving Company. On a brighter note, I quickly learned why New Mexico is referred to as “the Land of Enchantment”. Our first night of “glamping” was mudsliding into “camping” because we had NO HOT WATER. Not remotely warm. Jory called the gas company at 8 the next morning to have them come check the pilot light, gas connections, etc. Coming from LA, I expected this to be an all-day affair. We would be given a time window of 8 hours, and then craft our day around the gas company. Having lived in Paris, I thought 8-hours was a pretty sweet deal. So when the New Mexico gas company said they’d be here in half an hour, I laughed…. …and then raced out of my pj’s when the technician was here at 8:30 on the dot. Not only did he look like he had stepped out of the pages of a J. Crew catalog, he brought all necessary parts and fixed things right away. By 9AM we had hot water throughout the house. What kind of magical land is this?!?!
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The Mayflower Moving Company seems determined to cement our status as pilgrims. Our things won’t arrive for another week. Once we got the keys, we moved to our glorious new home with pretty much the clothes on our back and the dog at our feet.
Some would say we are squatting in our new abode, but a story is all in the telling. Perspective, perspective, perspective. Why squat when you can “glamp”? (photos above). We have take out, our Target card, Costco, and don’t forget Joe, our favorite Trader. We decided to leave the fully-stocked hotel because Homie didn’t like it, and the canned air induced a cold in Ali. A slightly under-the-weather Ali makes sufferers of “man flu” look like Amazon warriors. Ali shared the cold with Jory, who passed it on to Lillie. And having a common cold in 2020 is akin to leprosy thanks to COVID. As someone fascinated by the mind/body connection, I sought out Louise Hay’s connection of the emotional components of a cold. Hays says colds come about when there is “too much going on at once. A sign of mental confusion, disorder, helplessness or despair. Mucus and tears are ways to release repressed or pent up emotions. If you have a cold, you may want to see if there is any crying or grieving you are repressing”. Bingo. Think of Hays when you next get a full blown case of the sniffles. Tyler of course, never got the cold. He’s also not quite sure what’s going on. He’s just excited to finally have his own room. I’ve been drinking sambucol like it’s happy hour and find writing cathartic. A way to release the swirling emotions. Grateful to share them with you. Now in our new home, without the canned air, the colds have really abated. The home is majestic. |
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