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Yesterday was 23 days.

Not that I am counting.

For the next while you may find my wedding day preparations creep into this blog.  Interestingly, at the same time, I have received a draft copy of a video I had commissioned on my former wife, Jill.  The scenes and flow are great – I was reminded how much I have to be thankful for, with a great marriage of 35 years! 

I’m always amazing how God can expand a heart to accept another and at the same time make my heart leap with joy for Jill.  Some day I will ask God that question.

So, preparations!

Yesterday I wandered through the house.  Couches were transported out of the house – a new-to-me set of couches will arrive in this next week or two.  As I looked over each room I, once again, took a mental inventory of what was there.  Today I will try to ferret a little deeper and see what is old, duplicated or torn.

I will also do some “head” work.  Organizing all the things that we have done so far to prepare – putting that information in an easy to find place – and making sure that we know where we should plant our feet next.

So, on to the next assignment!  Which room was that?

There is much to be said for habit. 

But when your habits are disturbed, there is much to be said for flexibility.

Today I headed out to my car.  Which is always parked in the garage.  Which door is directly in front of me as I head out of my kitchen.

Otherwise I have to detour to my left to head out a front door into the front yard.

Which was where my car was this morning.  On the driveway.  Because my garage is starting to fill up. 

I am in the midst of deciding what will stay in the amalgamation of two houses.  Extras and garage sale items are headed to the garage.  Which means my car can no longer be parked there.

So, I headed out to my car.  Through the garage door.  To see that there was no car there.  I closed the door and returned back inside, realizing this is a new life.

Old ways have passed away, new ways must be adopted.

As the old saying goes – “Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.”

To move things in, one must move things out!

That is going to be my mantra over these next few days. 

I am preparing to have Cynthia (my fiance) move her household goods to this house.  That means I will need to make room for more things.  And she will need to pare down her own household goods.

Now, how does one go about this?

From a number of moves, one of the first things is to find duplicates.  In the garage I had three ice scrapers for my windshield.  Not all are needed.

I suppose finding things that are just plain worn out is next.  I had a piece of board that was broken.  And I mean split in half.  Not needed and no need to be found for it.

Finally, I’m working on things that have no sentimental value, will probably never be used, and are best placed in a garage sale.

And so, my garage is now a storage unit.  Hopefully soon I can rid myself of some of these goods.

I guess that’s what they call good riddance!

Well, the weekend is proving to be busy!

On Thursday evening, I was able to spend time with my daughter and her family in Birch Hills, Saskatchewan.  Three grandkids are a handful – and a handful I would be more than glad to have around at anytime. 

We ate together and enjoyed exploring new cell phones that had been bought.  I went for a walk with the two oldest grandchildren in the rain – amazing how shoes can hold as much water as the last puddle they stepped in.

From there I headed to a wedding rehearsal I was overseeing.  The rain of the weekend plagued us all the way along.  This was to have been an outdoor wedding on a beach in Northern Saskatchewan – a place called Waskesiu.  Instead we all ended up inside enjoying close fellowship.

Friday night was a family gathering – at least for me this was the new family I will become an official part of in a month’s time.  My reason for being there was that I was officiating my “to be” nephew’s wedding – this was the rehearsal party. 

The next morning, Saturday, the rain continued.  By 10:00 we were off to set up the alternate site – a beautiful rustic hall, then the wedding, then the reception and by 8:30 in the evening I was back on the road, headed to Airdrie where there is a concert tomorrow.  This past evening I was able to get a few hours of sleep here in Kindersley and as I write this I am preparing to head out to a concert in Airdrie this afternoon.

On the road again!