T-minus 4 days until the final moment we have to be out of the house. I somehow feel it is not going to happen. I have not packed anything in the kitchen, the linen closet or the bathroom. The basement is a hodgepodge of mess including Ky's boxes of books and other things she can't fit in her tiny 6x8 cell, Lyn's collection of every puzzle known to man or the family's 15 bins of Christmas stuff. Not to mention a giant sized plastic candle left from the previous owners and numerous left over book shelving units.
I have 4 days. And no idea what to do next. I worked last night and slept until 2pm today. I have cleaned out my bedroom and am ready to move those things over to the new house. I have organized shoes and dog toys and vacuumed the copious amounts of dirt that we and the movers and the dogs have dragged in and yet I feel no way closer to being done. And the stupid 1st of the month comes on a Friday so the girls have to work all week.
How do people who have real jobs EVER get moved??
I am stressed, sweaty and I have a headache. I want someone to come in and tell me what to do next. Because the fact that I am in charge of it all and have to organize myself in two houses is seeming a little overwhelming. And anyone who should or could help wants direction too and I can't handle that right now.
I am going to have a shower. Mostly because I can't remember when I did that last. Then I will look at the house through fresh eyes - or at least freshly scrubbed - and hope it all makes sense again.