This month is very reminiscent of exactly one year ago. I have to be out of this place in four weeks; I don’t have a new place yet; I have to arrange for movers; there are people in and out of my current house, and I’m getting nervous about everything. (plus ça change, yadda, yadda, yadda)
As well as movers, this time ’round I also have to find a storage unit, which I might or might not need (I have a line on a house in the next town over, but I won’t know for sure about it for at least a week, and I’ve already been turned down for one house this month, so no guarantees). The reason there are people in and out of the house this time: buyers coming to check out the property as opposed to last year’s cleaners et al.
Just as with last year, I find myself looking at clothes and other items and thinking: charity shop? or pack & keep another few months? And then, exactly as last year at this time, I am trying to deplete my fridge & pantry as quickly as possible. I mean, if it turns out to be a straight house-to-house move, fresh and frozen food won’t matter, as I can just schlep them to the new place in grocery bags. But that option is not looking too likely. Oh, but that leads to another potential issue: even if I do get this house in Finstown (fingers crossed), it doesn’t come available until three days after my lease is up in this place. So, then what? I and my stuff move into a storage unit for three days? Those things are heated, right?
So lots to panic about and lose sleep over. (Last night I woke at 1:43am and that’s been me up ever since.) Sigh.
*EDIT: No, I don’t know what that funny little OBJ box is showing up in my title. I assume the software doesn’t like les accents? (Unless I’m the only one who can see it, in which case, never mind.)