T-minus: 5 days
August 10, 2012 § Leave a comment
We’re getting to the point where we are pretty much hotel guests in our own apartment. This is the point where you begin going about your daily routines and find, more often than not, that you can’t complete them the same way you have done all along. This is the point where you are living off of a few basic things that made the cut when you were packing everything else up in boxes.
It’s another beautiful summer day in Oslo – and by beautiful, I mean cold, cloudy and rainy. Skjalg and I pushed ourselves as hard as we could last night and then just had to admit defeat for the day. It’s now 10:00 a.m. and I’m sitting in the living room, coffee mug in hand, trying to avoid the long list of things that need to be done today. I was able to make coffee without a problem. The mugs were still out, but I promised myself that I would use the same one for the next several days. I started looking at our breakfast options. Eggs? No. Every surface is covered and there is no way you’re going to get enough space for a boiling pot of water. Oatmeal? No. The microwave is gone and you can’t cook it on the stove. Raw oatmeal? There’s no milk, you could try water if you’re feeling adventurous…? Cottage cheese and frozen berries? Yea, if you want to wait an hour for the berries to defrost – no microwave or stove-top available. My brain couldn’t offer up any more options, so I just grabbed my coffee and left. In the living room, I was able to clear myself a spot on the dining room table. Music on the stereo? Nope, it’s packed. Slippers on cold feet? No idea where those are. It’s time to accept that we are just guests here now. Our new home awaits us in Budapest.
Skjalg leaves for Budapest tomorrow, so today is our last day to really pack everything up. There isn’t a lot left to do, but I’m sure there will be plenty of new tasks that show themselves throughout the day. Once he is gone, I will have but a couple of days to clean the apartment, complete any last tasks, and say my goodbyes. It still hasn’t really hit me that this is happening. At such changing points in one’s life, it is so easy to submit oneself to the mindless series of tasks that must be completed. We’re not really enjoying our last days in Oslo. We are simply in constant preparation for the week that is to come.