I'm moving in 3 days. I've been very busy lately trying to get ready and trying to pack. I feel I'm not being nearly as quick or as efficient as I should be and it feels like it's taking forever. Maybe it's because I'm used to watching professionals do it, who are so much faster. But as long as I keep going, I'll get there in the end.
It's all so overwhelming. The amount of work is phenomenal. I never noticed it so much with any of our other moves, but this time it's just ridiculous. Maybe it's because we've been here longer and we're more settled here than we have been anywhere else. In any case, I'm not at all enjoying the process. Nor, am I enjoying the idea of moving. It's very different to be moving when you don't want to. I'm having a very difficult time with that part of it ant I know that if I wasn't medicated, I wouldn't be functioning much at all.
There is so much about this move that frightens me, from not knowing what to expect in the next few months, to not wanting to leave my life & my friends here. I know we'll only be a couple of hours away and I know that I will get through whatever comes my way - somehow. I just have to keep reminding myself that everything happens the way it's supposed to happen and take it from there.
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