The First Night

Went to sleep by train and awoke by train; turns out the trains run mostly at night to avoid daytime traffic. When they are long freight trains, as there was at 1 am, my house actually vibrates! My sister reminded me of the I Love Lucy show where she, Ricky, and the Mertzes share a cheap hotel near the train tracks. I have to admit that I laughed out loud, tucked under comforters, feeling my whole bed shaking, the train blaring. Yet I went right back to sleep and woke to sunlight filtering through the blinds. Will I soon not notice the train? Or, will it drive me insane?

After a morning of unpacking and following my normal OCD behavior of needing things to be in their rightful place, I showered (discovered the shower is wonderful and the water very hot), I went to the Palafox Market. At first I worried that it might be miles from my house, and just to show you how little I know about my actual location, it was less than half a mile! When I figured that out, I parked the car and walked about ten blocks. The market was crowded with people sipping freshly ground, locally roasted coffee, listening to fiddlers from the Appalachians singing mountain songs, and my favorite farm and food vendors. Today I discovered watermelon radishes. Next Saturday I will bike down there.

The boys next door played rock guitars from 5:30- 7 p.m. at an annoying volume. Right when I thought to go over and be the obnoxious older lady next door, they had the good sense to quit and go out for the night.

So, I come to the end of the 2nd day in The House on Belmont Street. Still excited, some what sobered, but hopeful….

I’m moved in!

James Crayton & Co

James Crayton and company moved me into the House on Belmont Street. This business was recommended to me by friends, and now I understand why everyone raves about them. They are professional, gentlemen, who work efficiently, and know how to protect older furniture and heirlooms. I have  my grandfather’s desk, and the tea cart and coffee table he made in his carpentry shop in the old  red barn on their hilltop farm in eastern Tennessee.

James, Dwight, and Chris all  know my neighbors and neighborhood!  They introduced me to the owner of Duh, an exquisite home decorating business across the street from me.  I am sure I will be at their sales!

Soooo, the House on Belmont Street is…TINY!!!! Besides paring down,  a person cannot assume that furniture is on the right scale. Just about every piece I own belongs in a more spacious environment. Right now I have claustrophobia! However, I am sitting among boxes, and I am very tired.

The train has already gone through, the city lights are flickering in a clear sky. The air is fresh and I feel a sense of life pulsing around me. Granted, Pensacola is small compared to most cities, but local businesses and Mayor Ashton have renewed the downtown area with lots of restaurants, and more prosperous ventures.

So, I will slumber tonight in my new abode!

Good night……