(written on the 23rd) Massively underprepared. That would be a couple of words that could easily describe how I felt today. My stuff in the house was nearly all packed up and ready to go--but I came up short on at least two counts. #1 I was short probably three bins (27-gallon size), having more … Continue reading 2024-06-22 — Zero Hour, Day Two

(written on the 23rd) So... pretty significant miscommunication. For the last 2 months, move out date has been the 22nd. But what was our surprise when Jenna and Zach showed up today to move all of their stuff over, expecting to stay the night as well. 😶 I guess there was somebody else trying to … Continue reading 2024-06-21 (Friday) — D Minus… 0?!?!?! 😶

Well, the goal for today was to completely clean out the garage. 😶 It's currently 9:01 p.m., And I haven't spent a single second cleaning out the garage today. Oops. 🙃 What did I do? A crap ton of other stuff, so I'll call it a win. 😎 I started by working on the first … Continue reading 2024-06-20 (Thursday ) — Not Quite As Planned, D Minus 2

(written on the 20th) Not much of anything different today. After getting up, I think just before 11:00, I helped get things loaded to take over to the new place where my mom and Thomas are going to be. Then I drove the Z3 over while my mom drove Rover. We put the Z3 in … Continue reading 2024-06-19 — Rolling Along. D Minus 3.

Man, time is flying. Busy day today. I got my butt out of the house working on stuff today. 🎉 I didn't go to bed till the sun started coming up, and then I think I slept maybe 4 or 5 hours before getting up and working. I had done a little bit of work … Continue reading 2024-06-18 — D Minus 4, Mr. Weed Man

It's funny... This whole moving thing. I'm moving away from a place but I never intended to move two in the first place, and yet it turned out to be the place that I've lived longer than any other place in my life. Life's little surprises. I'm in a lot of pain right now. My … Continue reading 2024-06-17 — D Minus 5

Not much to say. Not much to report. Whole day in my room. Some but little progress on organizing. Gave up on sorting. Was almost done but nothing left in the tank. The last of the memory stuff is just dumped into a bin. So much to do still. So little strength left. I need … Continue reading 2024-06-16 — Just A Sunday

(written on the 16th) Fair warning: Not much positive in this post today. Best to skip. Honestly. Writing because I'm capturing what's real for me right now, and I think my reality shouldn't be hidden, regardless of how embarrassing or frustrating or discouraging or whatever it might be to myself and/or others. Anyway... Really rough … Continue reading 2024-06-15 (Saturday) — One Week

I realize that since I've been so badly out of the habit of journaling, that when I catch up, I think I mentally check it off my list, and then I get behind again because it's not a habit. It's a to-do list item. Anyway, not much to say about today. I didn't really leave … Continue reading 2024-06-14 (Friday) — Tired

Been a hard day today. I've got storage bins full of memory stuff that haven't been gone through in many years. I've added to the contents of the bins, but only by dumping new stuff in the bins, not by going through and organizing. I've got stuff that's nearly 15 years old in there that … Continue reading 2024-06-13 (Thursday) — Hard Memories