Hello, It's Nice To See You

​This husband and I…

Finally…said good-bye…to the last POD…third POD…is like that third child…too busy…too tired…to follow all the rules like you did…with the first two…

Nothing packed…just haphazardly tossed…and told to hang on for dear life during transport…couldn’t even remember what was in third POD…it had been so long…things that hadn’t been missed…ice packs…lamp…yard tools…

And now that unpacking is complete…the mysteries of the where are the…emerges…

Where are the cleaning products…the numerous bottles of Mr. Clean…Windex…PineSol…they were boxed…for sure…where is the tarp…one knee pad…printer cord…and those Buddy Holly glasses….nothing irreplaceable…but still a curiosity…

They will turn up…more than likely…in some box that is stuck somewhere…or may…remain a forever mystery…

Til then…we say…good-bye POD…hello driveway…

It’s nice to see you…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…