Autumn equinox arrives on the day the movers will be here. My home is now a house, a very messy one at that. I can't picture how I can be done by Friday with the packing but I plug away at it anyway.
I has a mega sad when I look around.
Possibly the most unique thing about my situation is that I don't know if anything I have planned about the sale of the house or the purchase of the new seastead will happen. Yet, I toil till exhaustion as if they will.
This time next week I will either be homeless or heading to a new destination. How exciting?! How exhausting! I can't wait until the first day I can sleep in after sleeping in the entire night before as well.
The more I do, the more it looks like needs to be done.
Onward and upward!
Or at least onward...............
Just a few of my favorite things waiting to be shoved in a box. I have four storage rooms and can only hope it is enough room. Two are already nearly full of THINGS.
