‘Six months from now you’ll be laughing at all the problems you’ve been having.’ Maybe yes, but most likely no. I’m thinking about a friend of ours who is recovering from major surgery. She might very well feel satisfied with the results and be glad she went through the trauma, but I can’t imagine her and her family feeling giddy about the operation come Pesach time – as in, ‘That was fun; let’s do it again sometime.’ I’ll never look back with nostalgia at what transpired as we relocated from Our Home to THE apartment – even with the benefits that ensued – and yes, there are some, although, as you are correctly surmising, it wasn’t easy.

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I was faced with a quasi-existential dilemma. Should I locate my computer in all the chaos, set it up, close the door to what would be my office, and proceed to chronicle our misadventures in the new apartment, or should I direct my attention towards helping Barbara turn our new quarters into something livable? One thing I knew, I would not have the time and energy, let alone the mental acuity to do both at the same time. I chose the latter option, which I am convinced was the right way to go. Now that things have settled down a bit, I feel more inclined to return to where I left off in this sorry saga and continue.

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