Well, it's Tuesday - three days before we go on vacation - and not much progress has been made with our moving situation. Except that Betty went out of town until further notice.
So with a pounding heart no other choice, I googled the owner's name and called her directly. I'd heard through someone who use to live there that she was not a pleasant person and HATED to be called at home. But I was that desperate. I'm a planner. If I can't plan things, my gears lock up and I can't function.
She didn't really seem like she was upset that I called. She gave me her cell and said that she would figure things out and call me tomorrow. Shhheww! I may not be able to move on thursday but at least I will have an answer.
Meanwhile, to keep myself sane, I've been packing up all the crap I've managed to shove in this shoebox. Any time I start to feel anxious, I point at something and say, that can go in a box. After picking out the perfect cardboard container from our pile in the corner of our living room. I carefully wrap up my valuables in free newspapers we took from the grocery store, say a silent farewell and close the lid. The packing tape is loud and reassuring as it strips off the roll. It soothes me.
This method has proved effective since I am running out of things I can pack. We are pretty much down to the bare essentials now. Just for fun I will list them in order of importance:
T.V.
PS3 & accessories
DVDs and some books
Christmas lights that have been hung in the kitchen since '08.
Otter Pops
hair straightener
Kippy
work clothes
1 comment:
hey you!!! long time.
packing sucks a lemon. fer realz.
that's why i avoid it at all costs. but yay for you and getting out of there!!!!!!!!!!!
and thanks for the constant bloggy love. :) backatchu
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