WHAT. WAS. I. THINKING? when I bought all these gems?
LOL! Half went in the give away bag. I'm too tired to even think about wrapping, packing, storing, unpacking, unwrapping and then dusting for the rest of my life. *blech* Gone, gone, gone.
All but 6 of my cookbooks are packed. These last few will have to go in with baking stuff. I did move 12 more to the give-away bag. *sigh, sigh, sigh*
Before I tell you why I'm confused, I'll share a funny tidbit. This is from our local paper:
The agency's Honor Guard unit unfurled the American flag and rose it on the department's flagpole for the first time while local singer Bob Green belted through a rendition of "God Bless America."
Now I'm not a wordsmith, but I'm pretty sure that flags are RAISED on the flagpoles, not rosed. LOL! I did drop an email to the paper and jokingly asked if perhaps this flagpole was planted in a rose garden. ROFL!
Now, why I'm confused. In the past two weeks, people we know have asked, "What's new?" When we tell them we are moving, better than half the time the reaction is one of either stunned silence or anger. I don't get it. Why can't they be happy for us? We've always been happy for them when changes have come along.
Our family is my biggest source of confusion. This past week I had a birthday. They didn't call, they didn't send a card, they didn't send an email. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. As far as our move goes, they have yet to say they are happy for us. They haven't asked if we could use some help packing, or a meal while we work, or any other thing. What we here is the same silence I heard for my birthday. Maybe they are angry, maybe they are hurt. I honestly don't know.
I do know that I'm hurt by their actions. Perhaps it's good that I'm moving away.
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