Hooray! Our house has sold, the inspection has been done and we came to an agreement with the buyers about what we would repair/fix and what they would be responsible for doing, the appraisal came in at just the right amount for their loan to go through (and they have been pre-qualified for the loan) so now there's nothing left to do but pack, move, clean the entire house and sign final paperwork so the sale can be completed on the target date of October 26th.
It's the packing and moving everything out that is the problem for us. YOIKS! I am a true packrat and I have EVERYTHING from EVERYBODY that ever lived in my family. I'm the oldest surviving member... so I am the "keeper" of everyone's memorabilia. Everyone's! It's been extremely painful, but I have been totally ruthless in getting rid of everything I absolutely do not HAVE to keep. It's been necessary, since we are moving from a huge house with almost unlimited storage area into a teensy 800 square foot house with no garage and a basement that gets damp. We have one storage shed we rent to put important things in (like old tax records, my out of print books, etc.) but that's it for storage space for us. So yeah... it's going to be the toughest move we ever made.
The good news is... once we have moved and the sale has been completed, we will be able to immediately go down to Arizona with our cats and spend the winter in our nice trailer down there. (Which will be overflowing with all the stuff we are moving down there! LOL! I'll probably need to get a storage unit down there, too, in order to have enough room for everything.)
Meantime, my writing activities are almost nil, and I feel very frustrated. I just keep telling myself, "This is TEMPORARY and once you have finished this big move, your life will be simpler and better." I have to keep repeating this over and over. It's keeping me sane. (Well, SORT of sane. LOL!) I do have to admit, though, that I feel kind of like I've been sucked down into a never-ending vortex at the moment. But there WILL be an end... and I (hope I) WILL survive this move.
Sigh.
Thanks for letting me complain a bit. I feel a lot better already. :-)
And now... on to the packing!
2 comments:
Moving, is a word I don't like. It is so difficult and lots of work. I have moved 48 times in my life. I have settled down for 12 years and love it. I continue to get rid of stuff for stuff will hold you back from doing the things you love to do.
Great "life plan" idea. I think I will attempt to adopt it, too. :-)
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