While waiting for Vanessa to come downstairs, I drank in the beauty of canyonous La Costa and its incredible views. My body felt like it was ripping from the inside out. I will miss this gorgeous area. At least I'll be doing training in Oceanside occasionally, so I will be back.
Vanessa did the standard parent-to-teenager morning order at one of her teenagers who hadn't appeared, "Get up! You're going to be late for school!" Then she appeared in the kitchen. With tears I gave Vanessa a hug, and we told each other, "I love you!" She gave me comfort drinks for the road and wanted to give me her delicious lemon bars, but I haven't had time to do my normal exercise and my pants are tighter.
As I drove to my apartment, I soaked in all the colors of the plants and the beauty of the homes in the hills. Then I descended into the dark parking garage on a mission to get the apartment straightened enough for my former housekeeper's visit. I hired her in 1995 and had to let her go when I moved to the apartment. I wanted her to see that I watched how she cleaned all those years and kept my apartment up well.
8am approached and passed and I realized that we had a misinterpretation about where we were to meet. Thoughts of her making a Mexican breakfast for me and waiting horrified me. I looked at the clock. I could rush over there, but she would have to run to her cleaning job after 20 minutes. I decided to stay put.
About 10 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. She had driven to me! We shared a tight, long hug. "Te quiero mucho!" (I love you very much!) We both said to each other. Then I gave her my cards with my new address and got her address. I was going to send her my book, since I couldn't find my books in my packed Suburban. She was going to send me her memoir interpretted by her daughter, so I could write her story one day. I felt fortunate that we shared so many stories with each other in our Spanglish. We are sisters in spirit.
After her visit I finished the walk through with the project manger with no deductions from my security deposit. :-) Then I got my housekeeper's husband to work on cleaning my apartment. He even fixed the landlord's vacuum cleaner! I had used my Kirby vacuum cleaner to clean, but had to send it with the movers, since I ran out of room in the truck.
Finally, it was time to get the cat in the truck, deliver my ATT equipment to UPS, grab a Pelly's calamari lemon dill sandwich, and hit the road. At 12:30am I was departing San Diego and listening to choice homemade 80's musical tapes: Laughs Unlimited, Eagles, Cat Stevens, Billy Joel, Queen, Grease, Abba, The Cars, and Kenny Loggins to name a few. I loved revisiting my mindset when I was in my 20's---how I organized the music on the tapes. I was certainly broken hearted, but never gave up on love.
My cat would howl every time the tape ended, so I guess that she liked the music, too. She actually howled so much that while I was driving through LA and talking to surferdude, he mentioned that I should just toss her out the window to put both of us out of our misery. (He's severely allergic to cats and hates them. A major reason why we're just friends.) By Ventura my cat got tired and used to the music. She was like a sleeping baby though. If my phone rang all howls broke lose! I arrived safely and sanely with my kitty in my lap at my sister's house in Sacramento around 8 pm and quickly let her loose in the guest bedroom with her kitty litter box nearby.
We are moved to Sacramento. Now I have to figure out when my things will be moved here---either Saturday or Monday.
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