Damn Moving to the Hells!

Okay, so packing last night didn't go so well. See, most of the stuff in the basement has been in there since I moved in, due to a lack of space, and not needing whatever was down there very much. Did some sorting, and repacking, and felt like I'd accomplished quite a bit.

Last night, however, was my room. I have a very hard time packing even to go on vacation. It's that whole contingency thing. I always pack way more than I need, "just in case". Imagine trying to decide what to take when everything else is going into storage. I don't know how long I'll be at Annette's. I don't know how long it'll be before I have all my stuff again. Top it off with starting a new job, a job who's dress code is business casual, and I'm sunk.

I got most of my room done last night, in haphazard fashion. Got all the boxes out of my closet, which was a triumph. Got the rest of my books put away, including the milk crate with books I'm taking with me to Annette's. Got almost all of my clothes packed. Shirts are done, trousers are done. Haven't moved the underwear drawer yet, but it's all going into my little suitcase. The huge suitcase I took to Europe has shirts and some sweaters. The medium suitcase is trousers, jeans and skirts. I have a Rubbermaid tote full of sweaters that will come with me. I got most of my knickknacks packed. I need to finish packing the stuff on top of the credenza, clear off the top of my dresser, clear off the top of my desk, and empty the drawers. I need to do something about my shoes. Weed them out. Pack the ones that need to come with me, and box the rest.

Then I need to pack the kitchen, the bathroom (which involves putting everything in the bathroom tote, no worries), and various and sundry other id bits and odd bits. Like the computer, and all it's accoutrements. The laundry room, which just means I need to grab my detergent and Shout! dye catchers.

See, it doesn't seem like much, when I list it out. But for some reason, when packing my room, I drag my feet like crazy. I don't want to do it. That's my refuge. And I'm packing it all away. Makes me VERY uncomfortable.

So, tonight, I'll go home and finish. I hope. Tomorrow I'm planning on taking the stuff I'm keeping at Annette's, including the cat, over. That way I don't have cat underfoot while we're trying to pack the truck. Have a storage unit lined up for Saturday. Still don't know what time Damion'll be at the house with the truck. He's supposed to call me when he knows.

But at least I only have 2 days to go here at ADP, before I jump off into a new direction, at a new job, with new people and new lessons to learn. In spite of it all, I'm looking forward to it!