So, here I sit – feeling like one of the orphans from the movie/play "ANNIE" because Mike is gone and I have been starting to feel slightly overwhelmed with packing all of our belongings by myself. When you look at everything left to be done, you kind of want to say "Oh my goodness, oh my goodness..." but when you look at how far you've come on your own, you're pretty proud of the accomplishments.
Just taking things one day at a time.
I am attempting to have everything packed and ready to load in the Uhaul by this weekend. I would LIKE, in an ideal world, to have everything cleaned as well so that all we have to do is pick up the mattress off the floor, grab the cats and pitch the old, dirty litterbox. That way, all my mom would have to do is one final run-through with the Hoover to get any remaining litter pieces off of the carpet.
The fridge still needs to be wiped out and there still is plenty left to do/pack. Tonight, my focus is organization more than packing. I would rather not move all kinds of crap that I don't plan to keep. So, with that... I had best log off and get back to work. Only have a few more days and will eventually need to unplug and pack the computer so that I have no more distractions.
Did I mention that moving by yourself is not all that fun?
Missing Mike,
The Busy Bee Packing Queen
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