Now I am faced with packing up my belongings to scatter around to at least four different places - not one of them my new home.
- My mother has space for things like rugs, pictures, dishes and some other special belongings.
- My wonderful friends Patty and Tom have a small guest home on their property and have offered to take the majority of my furniture - what a God send!
- Ellen and Maddie have graciously offered their basement to hold a storage unit of mine that will house all my Christmas belongings and whatever other boxes I can fit on it. They will also babysit my flat screen TV! I am going to ask (beg) them to take some more boxes - I have too many.
- My friend Jeff may have some room for boxes, but that has yet to be determined.
- My worry is that I will have way too many boxes and will have to find a fifth location.
- Uggggggghhhhhhh!
I thought about just renting a storage unit, but when you start adding up how much that would cost for 27 months I decided it was not worth spending the precious money!
On top of the worries of above, I can't seem to actually PACK! I have done purging...lots of purging! I know that's good, but I must get moving on the actual packing. I sit around in the evening, looking around and tell myself to get moving, but just can't. I'm immobile!
Now, my house is on the market, so it has to be nice and clean for showings. This makes me want to pack even less, as then it will look more cluttered.
Maybe because I know that I still have two months before I leave for Romania, I'm just stalling around. Maybe I need someone to buy the place and want it to 2 weeks for me to finally get off my ass and get moving! Maybe I need to get a grip!
So, here I sit...typing, instead of packing. I have to get moving...maybe I'll go shopping!