True Panic Sets In

So my pack out is tomorrow. And I'm panicked. I don't mean I'm a little worried about things....I mean I just had a full on panic attack where I was crying and freaking out about crying. It's ridiculous. I'm much better now; I think I just had to get it out.

There are so many things to be done, and only so much time in the day. And to that minor complications that pop up and disrupt my carefully planned schedule and it's just rough going.

Add to that the onslaught of tearful or semi-tearful goodbyes to a multitude of friends, and some weird vaccination meds that make you feel yucky and it just doesn't add up to a fun time.

So I've been bringing stuff out of storage and where some was "resting" at my friends house. A huge thanks to Mark S, Dan F and Adrienne T for all of their help on Saturday and Sunday. The previously huge-seeming costco pile has now been dwarfed by, well, take a look:

I mean, who can relax in this mess??? But the fact that a bunch of guys are going to swoop in and have me packed up in no time doesn't really calm me if you know what I mean.

Anyway--I still have some sorting to do, and some forms to get organized. But the move excitement continues. I'm not worried about going at all, I'm just stressed about the next few days. Then all will be right in the world of Jane--well, at least I hope so!!

More soon,
Jane