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82F and cloudy on this first evening of the Queen of Hearts.
I managed to get up this morning at 8:50, and with all the short cuts I'd put in place last night, was able to clock in at Ferry at 9:45AM.
It wasn't as bad as I'd feared.
They did have the AC on everywhere that there is AC in the building, which meant swamp coolers going in the classrooms.
And it didn't rain as predicted, so it wasn't humid outside. In fact, there was a nice breeze all day.
Also, the plan this year was just to get the classroom shit out into the hallways, rather than taking it all down to the gym, as they'd done in the schools last summer that were getting new flooring.
And we had a ton of people, and hand trucks, and furniture dollies, etc... and some of the stuff just slid pretty well, over the carpet.
So it wasn't super sweaty or super back breaking.
It was just a little monotonous, emptying room after room.
But in the end, I was only there for six hours, before we were done.
Mark was there for the first two hours, but he declared a lunch break at 11AM, only an hour after I got there, and I was able to sneak out for a smoke without anybody catching on.
Then Mark left an hour later, so the heat was off.
Tom showed up at 1PM... and helped out for the final three hours.
By 5PM I was back at Pottawattamie HS, where I sanded my drywall patch and applied yet another coat, to dry overnight.
And then I clocked out at 6:15 and came home!
Tomorrow at Ferry, Derick, my former boss, the head of housekeeping for the district, wants everybody back to tie up loose ends, but preditcs it'll only be two hours, and then he's buying everybody pizza!
So I do have to show up at 9:45 again tomorrow, but with my impact driver, to deal with some shelving units that are screwed to the walls, in various rooms.
And then it'll be free pizza, and back to Pottawattamie.
As soon as I got home, I took out the garbage and brought the bins to the curb.
Then I took the kitchen garbage can out back and hosed it out, because it's been stinking lately... and brought it back in, dried it with a towel, and put in a new bag.
After that I went upstairs to fire up the AC for bedtime, and got my coffee ready to go for the morning.
And now I'm finally sitting down and writing this entry.
Todays experience was a weird one for my brain.
All the shit in the classrooms had been packed into boxes for this move, so... I was doing the same thing all day today that I've been doing the past few weekends... and will be doing the rest of the month!.. moving furniture and packed boxes around!
Like... how much moving do I have to do?
But on a different channel... being a district 420 elementary school, Ferry very much resembles both Grape, and Cloud.
So all day I was having flashbacks to working at Grape and Cloud... which brought back all these memories I didn't necessarily want to process today!
And then, on yet a different channel... when I returned to PVHS from Ferry, PVHS suddenly looked like my old familiar home!.. which it should NOT have, because yesterday was only my 5th day in that building!
Then I rolled up into the driveway at 6:30, like I was doing all June and July last year, and when I took out the garbage, Ted was across the street, like he always used to be.
So I was having flashbacks to last summer, yet knowing that there are only three more garbage nights left in my life here, after tonight!
Also... Ted was MOVING!
I mean... the experience of moving is already one that just floods you with memories, as you consider all your belongings, and think about their history... and your history in the place you're leaving.
But it's more intense when you're moving against your will.
And in my case, it's all the more intense... because I've been wading through family memories, not just my own.
So pile on top of that, more forced moving of other people's shit in some school that triggers memories... and coming home to see some old friend across the street also moving!
It's INSANE!
It's like I'm just drowning in the memories of everybody's lives, and every part of my own, from childhood to just last MONTH!
Just last MONTH, I was still working at Cloud, and still had Yvette here!
At the end of tonight in the shop, Tom asked why I was giving my meiter saw to the school.
And I said, "I can't take it with me."
He said, "What does that mean? Are you dying?"
And I explained the situation but... yeah!.. in some sense I AM!
I mean... my whole life's been flashing before my eyes quite a lot lately!
And I'm systematically losing touch with everything I loved about this, life, as I cross over into some new life!
And it isn't fair, but it's inevitable... and there's a lot of physical struggle involved... and a lot of worry and tears... but a little hope.
And the whole things made me get more spiritual!
So it is, very similar to dying!
Well anyway...
After tomorrow, things should settle down a little bit!
I'll get to wake up at 10AM again, come Thursday, and be back to PVHS.
And it's gonna cool back down to the 70s for a while.
Maybe after today, the rest of June will fall into place and roll smoothly into the final goddam move on July 1st.
And maybe after I settle into my new studio apartment and job... some grand new era of stability will unfold!.. and I won't have to grapple with this kind of bullshit again until I really do die... in 25 to 30 years, hopefully.
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