But first, the bad news. I didn't make it in to the store this afternoon, so I still don't have a new card reader. Therefore, you don't get any photos with the blog today. Sorry about that.
The good news is, I've had a couple of friends already offer to help me move. I'm going to have to take them up on it, too. I started moving some of my stuff into the new house, and this carrying it a hand full at a time in the back of my Jimmy just isn't going to cut it. Plus, I need help moving my furniture and stuff.
The guy who wants to buy my trailer called, wanting to know where we stood. I told him we'd closed on my house yesterday and as soon as I can get moved out, he can come get it. I know he's anxious to get the trailer, so I want to get out of it as soon as I can.
My problem is -- well, part of it anyway -- that I have so much stuff, especially in what used to be Cody's room. I get overwhelmed. I've tried to clean out that room several times. I walk in, move a few things around, then just walk back out. Now, imagine a whole house I need to pack up and move...Yeah, and my being an introvert means I don't like asking for help. I'm going to have to bite the bullet and do it, I think.
After I'd made a couple of trips to the new house, I had a minor melt down. It's that introvert thing, again. I don't like change. I don't like new. I want everything to stay exactly the same. I eat the same breakfast every day. I eat the same lunch every day. I wear the same clothes over and over until they become indecent, then rail that I have to buy new ones.
Face it, this is a pretty major change. I've lived in this house 9 years, and in this spot for 20. I'm comfortable here. I like it here. I'm used to it here. Now, I'll have to get used to a new house, and new neighbors, and new everything.
And I will get used to it. It's just going to take a minute.