Today I came home at noon to walk the dog and grab lunch - a bit of peaches and cottage cheese, a few crackers. Sugar patiently eyed me while I ate, then sat quietly for me to put her leash on. We ambled outdoors, the wind bracing and just a wee bit chill. We took our usual route around behind the neighboring building, then scooted towards the office, noting any new flowers or leaves along the way. I was so absorbed in our path that I didn't even see the U Haul truck parked along the curb by the office. Sugar sniffed suspiciously while I wondered if someone were coming or going. Seems an odd time of year for moving.
Then I turned back toward our place and suddenly realized that there were 5 U Haul trucks parked one after the other all along the road. Wow. There were drivers in every truck. Who on earth was moving in - or out??? How could they possibly fit 5 truck loads of stuff into one of these tiny apartments? I once had a neighbor who moved from a 4 bedroom house into an apartment and their rooms were so crowded you could barely walk through them.
I couldn't tell if the trucks were full or empty - much less who was in charge or which unit they were working at. Or maybe the complex itself was doing some kind of major overhaul? I am fated not to know. And now I am out of time and will have to hurry to get back to the library and on the reference desk by 1 pm. Sugar and I scurry on our way, curious but out of the loop. That's how life is sometimes.Tantalizingly inexplicable but highly suggestive.
Then I turned back toward our place and suddenly realized that there were 5 U Haul trucks parked one after the other all along the road. Wow. There were drivers in every truck. Who on earth was moving in - or out??? How could they possibly fit 5 truck loads of stuff into one of these tiny apartments? I once had a neighbor who moved from a 4 bedroom house into an apartment and their rooms were so crowded you could barely walk through them.
I couldn't tell if the trucks were full or empty - much less who was in charge or which unit they were working at. Or maybe the complex itself was doing some kind of major overhaul? I am fated not to know. And now I am out of time and will have to hurry to get back to the library and on the reference desk by 1 pm. Sugar and I scurry on our way, curious but out of the loop. That's how life is sometimes.Tantalizingly inexplicable but highly suggestive.
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