So I have been quiet the last two weeks with good reason. So here is the story, the Saturday after Thanksgiving I awoke in a strange new mood. Reality was kicking my butt. So we began to prepare that morning.
The madness continued through Monday. I’ll get to what we were preparing for in a moment. We sorted stuff and began the craziness of you’ve probably guessed by now… We moved on Tuesday. The crazy part is we had nowhere to move. We packed everything we owned into a twenty-six foot U-haul and parked it for two days. Luckily we all had a place to stay.
Thursday it came together, and we had a new home. Keith and I spent our first night in a partially unpacked apartment. I have since been unpacking and sorting stuff. It’s weird to go from a three-bedroom duplex to a two bedroom apartment.
So my lesson now is letting go of stuff. Which I have never been a hoarder or a minimalist either, but I think it’s a good lesson. The important part of this post is not so much us moving, but the things I learned.
I luckily have a car, and I had a place to lay my head thanks to some very generous people, but beyond that I was essentially homeless. On Thursday as I sat in my car waiting for things to come together, I was terrified by the notion that so much could go wrong. Thank Goddess it didn’t. I can only imagine how a truly homeless person without help feels, but I am certain that I came damn close and that’s terrifying. Not for me myself, but because others’ were counting on me to keep that from happening.
If you know me in real life, and need our new address, feel free to email me and I’ll update you. So I still don’t have internet. I have been frequenting Starbucks to use theirs. I am still here and I still keep moving forward.