Installment two of the last 10 week adventure.
So David called up today to ask his dad about the medication
that he is taking for his high cholesterol problems. David calls up often to ask about his meds
and what and how he should take them and what are the side effects
etc.etc. He often calls on behalf of his
girlfriends or room mates. It helps him
feel important I suppose to be able to call his Dad and get authoritative
information on medications.
Ever since 9/11 there has been a heavy security practice in
the Archives. Some of the people carry their
electronic identity card with them on a lanyard around their necks while others
have them in their wallets etc. Rob
carries his card in his wallet in his back pocket and turns into Rob the Hipster
as he backs up to the electronic recognition installation and bumps his hip
pocket next to it to make the door unlatch.
It is hilarious to watch and if you did not know what he was doing, you
might just wonder what this guy is all about.
We have a very special key to call the elevator if we enter our area
through the search room. We walk through
the elevator and press the 3R key and the back door of the elevator opens up
and we are in the hall way just outside our room.
We are now surrounded by records of all types and sizes – we
could hide in the room and never be heard from again. The added reworks that have been thrust upon
us weigh heavy on my mind and heart.
Today was moving day.
It was very moving to say the least.
We have been frantically packing up stuff and I made the decision to
pack stuff that I will not use in the next few weeks – pack it up and leave it
packed while we are in this much smaller apartment. We are living in the historic old farm house –
the one that has now been converted to 36 apartments. I find it hard to imagine how much remodeling
had to take place for the building to be capable of offering so many places to
live. The Bishop announced in church
that we would be moving today and asked people to come and help. The Elders came and Bro. Fectau and two workers
who work for John McNaughton; Between us
all, the chaos reigned supreme. I am
glad that one person had a truck to haul stuff from here to there. The Elders moved the couch and the bed. I was quite worried that the bed would be put
in the back of the truck and the truck was not too clean. The Elders put the bed on their heads and
carried it across the parking lot that way.
It really looked quite comical.
All our stuff was dumped onto the floor of the main room and spilled
into the second and third room. There is
not much room for storage etc. here and I do not think I can fit all our stuff
in this apartment. In the other
apartment it looked sparse but in this apartment there is insufficient room…………..well
it is only for 10 more weeks……………..we can do anything for 10 weeks.
So we worked and worked and got the bed set up, the kitchen
somewhat taken care of and the office set up and we are on our way. When it comes time to leave here, we will
have to be really really brutal in divesting ourselves of stuff because we are
only going to have our car to take us and belongings back to Arizona.
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