I am not really being neglectful of my blog. I know it appears that way. But I am not. It is that I am living in survival mode.
I am moving. In 9 days! 9 days! The truck will be here and packed. And with any luck I will be half way to my new home.
I went to my new town and found a place to live. I swear I didn't eat for 4 days during that process. I am an emotional eater. When I get freaked I eat. But I went soaring past that point to the point that food was no longer desired. I have never turned down ice cream before but I turned it down several times.
But I knew I would calm down once I secured a place to live.
I saw 1, 2, 3, ...8 places. In one day. The town I am moving to is a small town. No apartment complexes. All the apartments were in houses. Some were nice. Some were... well I would have been embarrassed to ask money from people to live there. After 8 places thought, I was able to make a decision. I forked over all kinds of personal information and a bunch of money and I secured the place.
And I felt so much better.
Well, not really.
The second day I went back to the town to talk with the school. I needed to get her in school. But I couldn't. Because I didn't have an official address yet. Right now, in my current town, school starts at 9:15 am. I drop her off at 8:45 am and then I drive to work across town and start work at 9:00 am. In the new town, school starts at 7:50 am. I can drop her off at the school as early as 7:30 am. Which is good because I need to be at work at 7:45 am. Yikes! I am not even out of bed at 7:45 most days now.
But then the panic set in again. I need after school care. When Ladybug first came home I researched day care centers in my town. There were just over 300 centers in my town. 300! I have finally found the resource in my new town. Took several phone calls and hours online. There are 5 day care centers (which also do after school care) in my new town. 5! Oh yeah, life is about to change.
This week I have stolen a few minutes at work to start calling those places. The good news is that they all have space. The bad news is I can't get her enrolled until I am up there. I will have 2 days between moving in and starting my new job. I hope that is enough time.
I have arranged the packers (not of the boxes, just the truck). I have arranged for the truck (and managed to talk them down $185 off the price).
I need to shut off utilities. I need to hook up utilities. I need to register my car. I need to get a new license. I need new tires on my car. I need to change car insurance information. I need new health insurance. I need to pack. I need to clean. I need to withdraw Ladybug from school.
I hired my replacement at my current job. She starts 2 days before I quit. So I must train her during my last 2 days.
And now I am worried. What if I suck at my new job?
Mean Mama
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i just had a heart attack listening to all you have to do. that is SO SO SO stressful. good luck, sending positive vibes and prayers your way. wanna know what is funny, I have to ask God "please help Mean Mama" ha ha ha!
ReplyDeleteWe have moved many times and it always sucks. I'll be thinking of you and praying for a peaceful move... and a good transition for both of you.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I'm sure you won't suck at your new job.