The moving truck just pulled away with most of my belongings inside. All that's left is my computer, desk, chair, some clothes, and some miscellaneous stuff scattered about. Now the race is on to get this place cleaned, the last of my stuff loaded into my truck, and head north to find an apartment and beat the truck there.
So, the anxiety is not over. I'm too tired to clean, but that's what I really need to do. It will be a relief to get on the road. Although I'm still not looking forward to leaving the community that has been my home for five and a half years. But I'm going at a good time and for the right reasons. I'm going for my daughter, my family and for career advancement. I'm looking forward to the challenges ahead. Well, except for the cleaning and finishing up the packing.
The last part is always the worst part. It always seems to take longer than it seems it should. And the energy level is at low ebb. I didn't sleep much last night, maybe for a couple of hours. But there's no bed left here to sleep on anyway.
Maybe I'll feel rejuvenate after some lunch and some caffeine. A shower wouldn't hurt either.
This may be my last post for a while folks. I'll see you all on the other side of the Oregon state line.
Moving
3 comments:
good luck with the rest of your move, and we'll see you on the flip side!
um...to be :--) or to be :--( ?
that is the question
(is there a cutesy-poo way of indicating "ah"?)
Hope your fatigue abates swiftly and that you settle in comfortably.
Dadgummit, it's hard to type accurately when you're under tequila's spell.
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