Thursday, May 10, 2007

This is me freaking out

Today I had a little panic attack. Just a little one. No need to breathe into a paper bag, yet. I'm just a little anxious about the upcoming move. And packing. Which is weird for me because I love packing. But it has dawned on me that I am packing up an entire house and moving in two weeks. 15 days to be exact. The movers come on the 26th.

I feel disorganized and anxious. I feel short-tempered and frustrated. Not at anyone or anything (although Madison begs to differ) just at the lack of control I am feeling at the moment.

So, I decided that I would do what I do best. Instead of freaking out and running around like a maniac, I would make a list. A neat and concise list of everything I have to know and do. I have written down all my account numbers. I have a list of every place I need to contact to change my address. I have a list of all the things the movers are taking and where they are putting them (actually, I have diagrams of that). I am organizing. It makes me feel a little more at peace.

I have no idea what I am doing.


  1. If you need help moving, let me know. I've moved many many times and have gotten packing and loading up cars down to an art. Plus, we're going to be neighbours so might as well get that started off right!

  2. KID: Can you hook me up?

    NQA: You rock. You may be the best future neighbour ever.


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