It's hard to believe that this time next week I will (or rather should be) moved into my new digs.
I'm more frightened than I thought I would be.
Packing is getting harder and harder. There is only so much left I can do. Pretty much...the contents of my desk, my closet, a handful of books, and my toiletries are what remain. Most of that will end up in suitcases later today, I think, or tomorrow morning. My room is a mess because I can't do anything else until what has been packed gets moved, and I can't lift anything so it has to wait.
Pretty much as soon as I move I'm going to have to find a supplemental source of income - with so many medical things going on I'm going to need much more than I anticipated. My head hurts from the anxiety. I wish I had someone to lean on right now, but there isn't anyone.
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