Terminating Services

Well, I've canceled the home lines. Called in moving companies for quotes. Sent in address change forms for my magazines. It's starting to feel real.

This weekend is Easter. Typically that means hosting a big dinner, either here or at the cabin. Going to friend Bill's place this year. The last Easter with this group of friends. In a way, I'm glad it's there...less sense of loss. Plus, I've started packing, and the place is beginning to look like it. Tuesday I meet with the owners of another consulting firm who want to take over my business. If that works, I can tell my clients and have someone to hand them off to.

It's weird canceling the phone line. I've had that number since '78. Admittedly, I hardly ever get calls on it now...get them on the cell or the biz line, or communicate by email more than by that line. But still.

I'm sorting books. I'll take the ones that I want to keep to the Post Office and mail them, it's cheaper than paying the movers. But some poor mailperson is going to have a lot of heavy lifting.

I'm starting to feel the loss...amazing how books and items bring back the history behind them...what I was doing or where I was when I read them. But really, how many of these books will I read again. I've taken about 100 to the library, and packed up about 15 boxes to mail.