A warm, dense breeze caresses my face;
the taste of salt lingers in the air.
Light jumps and plays across the water;
waves rhythmically roll and crash on the shore.
My toes dig into soft, moist sand;
cool water laps at my feet.
Salty air fills my lungs;
bright, warm sun lulls my eyes closed.
My shoulders slide down from their hitched position;
the furrows in my brow relax.
My mind quiets.
Hand-written, personal communication of any kind is a thing of the past; taken over by the quick text or short email hurriedly tapped out with little thought, only to get lost in the multitude of other texts and emails cluttering our Inboxes. They are glanced at and deleted.
I come from a family of letter writers, card and note senders. I use snail mail for birthday cards and Christmas cards, thank you notes – all with a handwritten note. I was taught to always send a thank you note for formal gifts (weddings, graduations, showers etc.) or to thank someone for their time or anything that may have been done that was out of their way. When someone acts surprised by receiving one, it makes me realize how unfortunate it is that note and letter writing has become a lost art.
Case in point, I am the editor of the company magazine at my organization. It is supposed to be a magazine for and by the associates, meaning professional writers are not doing the articles. It’s a lot of work, but the most difficult part is getting associates to write an article. I do get it; not everyone enjoys writing. So, when someone is persuaded to do so, I always include a hand-written note attached to a pre-mail copy of the issue with their article. I thank them for their time and say something I learned or enjoyed about the article and sign it. My hope is they realize their effort was very much appreciated. It takes me all of 2 or 3 minutes to do.
Yesterday, I received a voicemail from an associate in our Technical Service group; a techie guy. The team I work with on the magazine was after him for several months to write an article on an app they had put together that had done extremely well. I would have known nothing about it had it not been for his article. I sent him a note saying so and thanked him for doing it. His message was thanking me for my note. He really appreciated that note and thought “it was really nice touch.” My hope was realized. He got that I valued his time. Isn’t that what everyone wants?
No one has time any more, or should I say, no one takes the time any more, to take the effort to actually write a note. Such a seemingly small thing can mean a great deal to the one receiving it. We live in a time where everything is disposable; we rush through our hectic days without taking a moment to think about others. I don’t expect to hear back from those I send a thank you note to, but when I do, I am thankful I took those 2 or 3 minutes to put word to paper.
Monday, May 2
My body feels like it’s been through a major workout and looks like it’s been beat, but all of my crap is moved! And boy, do I have a lot of crap. It’s been an exhausting couple of days. Makes me truly admire people who live in tiny houses!
So the actual move went well. The moving guys were great. Two thumbs up to Two Men and a Truck (actually took 3 men to move all my stuff). They were so nice and laughing and friendly. Don’t think I would be like that if I had to move people everyday for a living… and they had another job after mine. Just goes to show you, mood and attitude means a ton.
I have so much crap, I had to make two more trips on Sunday. That was not planned and not a welcome thought after all the moving Saturday. Every time I thought I had everything, I saw something else. I also had to clean…. ugh.. and wrangle the cats and get them moved.
I have two cats. Cats are not fond of change, and mine are not fond of being confined and riding in a car. So second endorsement coming here… kudos to Cat-in-a-bag. I saw this video on Facebook about Cat-in-a-Bag… a canvas bag with a neck at one end with a Velcro strap for tightening and a zipper at the other end. The premise is that the cat does not feel quite as confined with the head being free and the bag is big enough for them to move their legs. It’s supposed to keep them a little calmer. The video kitties had no problem having something slipped over their heads… mine, well, lets just say it took a little more coaxing, but once in and I got them situated in the car they seemed ok. There wasn’t much howling. No freaking out until I got them out of the car and was carrying them inside. For a few hours, Spot (yes that’s his name) would not come out of his bag and Angel (these were the names they came with) hung out in the bathtub.
When I finally sat down last night, I remembered I did not clean out my freezer at the apartment and I think I left a clock on the wall. Keys were already turned in… I also checked my email. Trying to be on top of things, I had placed a flower delivery order for Mother’s Day. To my surprise, there was a delivery confirmation… they were delivered yesterday. Obviously I was not thinking straight when I placed that order. Oh well, the thought was there.
So here are my tips for moving to anyone getting ready to do so:
- Make sure you have wine..
- Do not pack the corkscrew.
- Have frozen pizza available… when it’s 8:00 pm and you’re tired and hungry, it hits the spot along with that wine.
- Mark the box with the coffee pot and coffee in LARGE, BOLD letters and put a coffee cup in with them. Make sure you know where that box is.
- Before you unpack anything, makeup your bed, hang your shower curtain and get your soap out. When you are ready to shower and drop in your bed, its done.
- Have a sense of humor.
- Most importantly, have awesome friends that help you. I have two that have helped me every single time I’ve moved. I LOVE them.