Little Things

Today I helped my 76 year old girlfriend move into a new place.  CarolAnne hired movers, her friend/roommate Helen and her son, John, came to help too.  I went an hour early so she wouldn't get nervous and stressed out.

She moved to a lovely little trailer park in the foothills just outside of town. 

The movers were great.  A talkative black man named Marlow.  He's 50 and I'm pretty sure has done some prison time.  Very gentle and efficient man.  I liked him.  The other was Chris.  We're about the same age and he was the professional, planner, paperwork guy.  Also very gentle and efficient.  Both took small moments in their work to respect my friend when she spoke to them in her old lady way.  Marlow has a son in his 30's that lives in Florida, he doesn't see him as much as he'd like.  Chris has twin girls that are 10 years old and one is a Diva like her Mom and he seems mildly terrified of the future he's facing with them.

CarolAnne and Helen hit the Casino near-by for lunch after John and I left.  I am so happy for her.  She was fairly isolated where she was living.  At this new place she'll have a friend that is lively and fun and adventurous, a television to watch, German baking and cooking to do, and a pretty place to live with good neighbors.

Today was a good day.

I'm going to try to go back on Saturday to help them with some little things if they need me.

Oh, Helen mentioned several times she was going to marry her younger son off to me.  Gawd no.  His brother let me know he's successful but a flake.  Thank you John!

No thank you Mother Helen!  I'll just be your 'adopted daughter'. 

I have my little list of what kind of man I'd like in my life.  It's simple and worth waiting for.  I'm content to get to know myself right now.