The Sun will do

Despite how fast the winter is approaching, my mind isn't so much focused on shoveling, how high the thermostat is or when my next oil delivery will be but instead on where do I get packing boxes, how does one travel long distances in the car with cats and 'Geez, can't someone just pack for me?'. There's something to be said about starting to plan early and I guess that's what I'm doing. One (or many) less things to do later. That's my motto. Procastination was never an attribute that was high on my list of desirable qualities so it's just like me to start planning for a move 8 or 10 months in advance. Pictures are starting to come off the walls and every week, there's something new at curbside waiting to catch someone else's glimpse. There are a lot of things to do and think about but most important, there are a lot of emotions to feel. Life is so unpredictable. This unpredictability can be so exciting but at the same time can scare the shit out of you! Enough to purchase that full suit of armour on EBay? No, not quite, but that protective coating that kicks in when you get nervous about life is about up to my ankles thus far. I have to be honest and say that I really like change. Change keeps things exciting and fresh plus, it provides an opportunity to learn something new about yourself. Like....how much you've changed in the 10 years since you last lived with someone else. Yikes!! I'm 47 years old, isn't this about the time when couples start to look like each other? We've got a long way to go, Baby!

The warm Texas sun is where I'm headed. It will be an adventure which will require patience on my part. Since I'm the type of person who wants to get things done right away, waiting for a house to sell (which I've never done) doesn't sound like a top ten on anyone's list. In addition to trying to deal with the simple things like what to take when I'm moving into an already established home and what do I do with the stuff I'm not taking, there comes the realization that I can't make any plans for next year. I can't sign up for any of my standard races. I can't plan for a vacation. I'm playing a waiting game and I haven't even hit the starting line yet! God bless those who have to be around me for the next year because I need some control and this doesn't sound like a very controllable situation.


HELL -- (Heaps of Explanations for that Liquid Lunch)

• What do I bring?
• What do I do with the stuff I don't bring?
• Should I store some of those things for Tyler for when he gets his own place?
• How much does storage cost?
• How will we deal with holidays and vacations when it comes to Tyler?
• Should I drive the UHaul down myself?
• What if my house doesn't sell in a timely fashion?
• How long will I have to pack and get out?
• How much work on the house will need to be done before I put it on the market?  (Although I have replaced the outside light fixtures!)
• Will I get taxed on the profit?
• Who will do my taxes the following year after I move?
• How do you travel for days with cats in the car?
• What if I snap when the cats meow during the entire 4 day drive?
• What if the cats destroy their new home?
• Will Tyler hate me or feel abandoned?
• Will he come down to see me?
• Will I have a job?

...What if the relationship doesn't work out? ...


Ok, so I'm either having a hot flash right now, or I'm getting a little overwhelmed thinking about all of this. Luckily though, I have a wonderful person in my life who will be there for me every step of the way ready to give me anything I need whether it be muscle power or emotional comfort. That alone trumps most of the bullets on my HELL list.  ♥

Move on people! There's nothing to see here but the sun!