The packers, the loaders and the PODS filled the house and driveway bringing the Lauderdale-by-the-Sea chapter to a befitting close. It was a couple chaotic days as April 2022 came to an end and the pages of the calendar readied themselves to flip again. The house buzzed like a beehive but had the feeling of a three-ring circus. I was the ring master. Slowly, over a few days, the household was packed into small brown cardboard boxes, carried out box by box, and the contents carefully loaded into the empty white metal containers called PODS that had been delivered into my driveway a few days before.
When you have a house full of furniture—and like what you have—and are unsure of the state of things to come, I made the decision to hold on to my household goods. Used furniture goes for pennies on the dollar—and replacement can be expensive. The problems of late with the supply chain, chip shortages for new cars, talk of upcoming food shortages—and mysterious food processing plant fires + the chaos happening worldwide as the dark pulls no punches, added into the sum of my decision to store my stuff. The traditional argument is always fortified around the expense of storage. True. There was no argument with that line of reasoning. However, taxes, skyrocketing homeowner’s insurance, rising utilities, and maintenance of a home were expensive too—and this certainly replaced those monthly expenses. I was ahead of the game.
By the time the PODs were delivered to my driveway, my plans couldn’t be hidden any longer—they were in full view for all. I had purposely kept things under the radar to prevent gossiping and nosey neighbors from parading through my home and the cacophony of questions, opinions, and perspectives that would undoubtedly follow. My friends passing by stopped in surprise with the appearance of the PODs and by my unexpected decision. One enquiring mind asked, “Where do the PODS Go?” I smiled, and replied, “they go to PODville.” “What?” she said. I laughed. I knew there was a giant warehouse somewhere—where all pods are stored, but my imagination soared at this moment and the image in my minds-eye gave me a picture of “PODville” where all pods live. It reminded me of a story in a Dr. Seuss book. To make it even more Seuss-like, two different men named each named “Mike”, participated in the PODs delivery and pickup—I named them Mike #1 and Mike #2. Maybe this blog should be called The Things I will Learn? Maybe just cosmic humor.
What happens in PODville? Do the Pods have names? Mine only had numbers. Who else lives in PODville? Did the gnomes and fairies ever visit? Did they have nicknames? Do they tell stories of where they have been, what they have heard and who they’ve met? I saw a busy grid system and the Pods at the center of this bustling terminal. A personification of the POD for sure—like Mike Mulligan and his steam shovel.
It was fun to place myself into this childlike wonder for a few minutes as the many months before had been hectic and the continuing stressful climatic closing was still, it would turn out, more than a week away. The sale had been filled with more theatre than a soap opera and more than enough drama to last me a lifetime; it took “stressful” to a new level.
And so it goes that PODville is where my stuff lives now—lamps and books, and cookware and dishes and rugs and linens and . . . memories. All stored for a bit until the clouds and mist clear and I know what’s next for me, when the page is turned, and the next chapter begins. In the meantime—I guess I am in my own POD—lol—a rented room in Boca—a pause, with a ginger cat I call P.J. Oh, The Things I will Learn.
About Cathrine Silver
Cathrine Silver, HC, AADP, is a Shaman, Certified Holistic Health Counselor, and intuitive in private practice in Florida. She works collaboratively with clients on their desires regarding disease through a process called biological decoding. She writes about relationships, spirituality, and loss and help others through theirs. Suffering through her own loss in 2005, Cathrine motivates and empowers others to be the heroes in their own lives, becoming fully responsible for their own happiness, joy and well-being.
Cathrine holds a degree in Speech Communication from the University of Washington, is a graduate of the Institute for Integrative Nutrition and holds certifications in Reiki, Matrix Energetics, Hypnosis, Biological Decoding and Grief Counseling, is a Reverend & Shamanic practitioner. She is the author of the book, Riding the Light Beam: How Any Woman Can Find the Hero Inside.
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