It's been many many years since I had to plan and organize and execute anything, but this move forced me to dust off my thinking cap and come up with a way that I can downsize a two bedroom, two bathroom, studio, and office house to a one bedroom apartment without bloodshed or the commission of a felony.
Here's where it gets really wierd.
I don't think I've had this much fun since I tried to convince Stewey that we were going to rent a motor home and drive across the country in it!
I have a daily to do list that is quite elegant, if I do say so myself. It takes into account my physical limitations, the expected day of the actual move, and the most practical way to completely upend and change my life with minimal distraction.
It helps that I have a lot of time to clear out the house, so I don't have to even think about the nightmare of stuffing all of my crap into trashbags and hauling it out of here in a mad rush,
I promise you, dearies...I am going to be OK. Many of you have written lovely notes and comments that you are worried about the toll this is going to take, but I can honestly tell you that I am feeling nothing but happiness and excitement over the prospect of a new life. I admit that I did mourn (and I mourned HARD) for the loss of the house, but I'm at peace now. This was a wondeful, lovely, happy, safe, perfect place for me and Stewey to lay our heads, but now it's time for it to shelter someone new.
So please please please don't fret, my pretties. All will be well. My little boxes will be packed and labeled and moved with the accuracy of a Swiss watch and Chez Spinster v2.0 will be a lovely, happy, perfect place for me to continue the adventure.
Off to the lab and library and then home to do laundry! Hope your Tuesday is wonderfully swell!