This Bitch Called Change

I am in the process of packing up my house and moving everything into storage. I have the movers coming on Thursday the 28th. In the meantime I have been packing like mad and moving as much as I can to storage myself, to try to minimize how much the movers have to do. I’m a little ahead of the game here and I already packed all the dishes and moved them to storage. I forgot to leave out a coffee cup which kind of bums me out. I am drinking my morning coffee out of one of those big plastic cups with a lid and a straw that you get when you’re in the hospital. Somehow it’s just not as satisfying as drinking out of a favorite coffee cup.

This may sound shallow or idiotic but I really am attached to my “things”. Practically everything I own has a story attached to it. I was telling my sister yesterday as we packed, this coffee cup was our Aunt Joann’s (who died tragically immediately following a lung transplant), and this coffee cup was a gift from another Aunt, and this paring knife was actually my sister’s in COLLEGE over twenty years ago!! I still have a nightshirt that my Aunt Mary (now deceased) gave me about 25 years ago and I still wear it. I still have a long-sleeved t-shirt my brother gave me for my birthday about twenty years ago. Still wear it. I’m a sentimental fool. So, my point is, I’m going to miss all my crap when I put it in storage for God knows how long. When will I have my own home again? That thought scares the shit out of me.

I’m planning on couch-surfing with different family members until around November, at which time I will run away to Florida. I’m trying this novel idea called “Let’s Skip Winter And Not End Up In The Looney Bin”. I really really hope that being away from the Colorado winter allows me to hold my shit together and stay out of the hospital. The last two winters I had several stays in the bin. There are just so many unknowns attached to this plan. Although I believe it’s a good idea, I’m afraid. I’m trying to look at it as an adventure. Fortunately I will have you, my lovely readers, to go along with me. I’ll keep you posted as to my progress.

Have a wonderful weekend and GO BRONCOS!!!

12 thoughts on “This Bitch Called Change

  1. I agree that sunshine instead of Colorado winter would be much more helpful. I spend ridiculous amounts of time in front of my sunlight simulator lamp, wishing I was out of the cold and somewhere tropical. Have a wonderful adventure!

    • Thank you so much!!! Ya know, I broke my therapy light two years ago…I think that was a part of my downfall. Either way, the prospect of not dealing with winter IS pretty exciting 😀

  2. I am so impressed with your courage and excited for you too!! I think you are going to break the cycle with your creative plan!!!!!!!! Personally, I find it to be a fabulous idea! Yes, definitely keep us all posted – you’re going to have a GOOOD winter for a (super-well-deserved) change! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxo

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