22 days and counting

We have found our new/next home. We plan to have a big move day on October 27th and have just begun searching for movers. I'm mostly down with using UHAUL but hesitant because of the upstairs and needing to carry things up. Tomika leans not UHAUL because it'd be less work on our part. Our new place is also a 3 bedroom, though smaller than the current. Hardwood floor throughout. Sadly, the washer/dryer is outside in its own room instead of inside the house somewhere. There's a bit of fear in leaving my current landlord but I'm going with a big real estate company so hopefully things will be okay. I was honored when my landlord called to see if there was anything he could do to keep me-- lower my rent $200-$300? Yeah, I didn't think so. So again, I look to new beginning. Time will tell what the future holds.

the day before

the morning before the move

















top shot- dining room; left: living room; left: kitchen- food on the move; right: the unruly bedroom














I worked my tail off today. I woke up at 7:30, an hour earlier than on previous days this week. I took care of needed phone calls and e-mails before I started packing, but still spent a good 11 hours packing + breaks. Short breaks. My mom helped for about 9 hours. blah. So, so tired. And to think that I put in about 25 hour of packing BEFORE today. I think I might be inspired to get rid of some more stuff.

that evening:
















above: the bedroom. It was the last room touched, the one with the least effort put into it.

left: my living room with many packed boxes but hopefully enough path room for furniture to be taken out.

below: the dining room


I am oh so tired. There are still things I should do-- pack a basket of refreshments for our Jackson arrival, pack some toiletries so I can spend the night there, move the give away box out of the aisle and check to make sure nothing else is on or blocking furniture that needs to go. But it will wait. Sleep and I must meet. Namaste.

monday morning

4 days to go. This is how things looked when I got up today.

living room:


dining room:
my kitchen table is in this (above) mess if you look hard enough. mostly, it's empty boxes. i do eventually need to get to that table to clean it off, or pack if you will.

packed boxes corner:


i need a new place to stack boxes now. this area has maxed it fullness to reason.

tammy packed most of my dishes yesterday. that was nice. james says he will come tomorrow to help. yea for friends!

last week, day 1 big pack

Friday was my last day at work. They made my last week a good one. I thought I'd be able to accomplish a number of things on my to do list, but they made sure I had a number of social engagements to attend instead.

Wednesday, my clients orchestrated a goodbye luncheon for me. That act holds the top spot in my heart. They've been so kind of grateful since I announced my resignation 2 weeks ago. I feel like I'm often overlooked by them. I'm usually not the one they come back to see. By leaving before they did, I got attention. I wasn't after that, but it was nice. Of course, the leaders were the same people that talked to me during normal times but I also got to better know a few of the clients I hadn't spent much time with.

Thursday, Mia (Employment Specialist) invited me and the nursing student out to lunch since it was our last day together. She didn't pay. lol. We ate at El Patron. It was okay. They're definitely not my favorite Mexican restaurant but they're a popular choice.

Friday, the agency had my going away breakfast. I wasn't sure I was going to have an agency-sponsored event. They didn't e-mail the invitation until Wednesday. They never sent a formal message about my resignation. The people that I worked and talked with the most all attended. Many of them attended the one on Wednesday too. I feel that I had a good farewell. Except Bobbie didn't sign any of my goodbye cards. I'll always wonder why not.

And now, today begins the count down of my big move. Technically, yesterday was the start but I didn't get much accomplished. Play day. Below, you'll see how my living room looked when I woke up this morning.


My packed boxes corner: