Yup, It's My Turn

I got all my pictures down off the walls today; all but the really huge one hanging in the living room. I also got the stuff in my curio cabinet (my angel collection) wrapped and packed in a box. It’s a start but I am, sort of, spinning in circles trying to decide what should be packed first. I know books, movies, collectibles and the sort should all be done since they’re used the least. I just have so much stuff in different places that I don’t know where to begin consolidating. Should I start in my closet and just pack the clothing and things I have stored in there? Should I start in the basement; should I start in the kitchen?

Tomorrow I think I’ll go in the kitchen and get rid of the stuff stored in the hutch and on top of the fridge and cabinets that doesn’t get used. Then maybe I’ll head to the basement and pack the books that I’m keeping. I put my Stephen King Collection on Craigslist.com. I like the books; I just don’t want to read them anymore and don’t see any reason to lug them with me only for them to continue resting on a shelf. There are 46 in all so that’s a lot of extra weight that I won’t be carrying cross country; I hope, anyway. My school text books are coming with me for sure; and, of course, the kids’ books will be moving with us. I can also get the videos packed. I’ll have them pick a few that they like watching and the rest will be boxed.

With my furniture still here it’s hard to decide what to do, or to really even get in the mood. Since I’m planning on using the living room as the base of the storage after packing, I need to get rid of the furniture to make room. I put all my furniture, with the exception of a few things, on Craigslist.com tonight. I’m asking decent prices so I’m really hoping things will start selling tomorrow. If everything goes for what I’m asking, I should make a good profit, too. If it doesn’t start selling within the week, I’ll lower some of the prices. I just don’t want to go so low that I end up hurting myself. Fingers crossed for me, please and thanks.

I think I made some progress today, even though I forgot to get boxes when I went to the supermarket today to get my WIC stuff. I wanted to get something to put my pictures in so they wouldn’t all be sitting in my bedroom just waiting for one of the kids to fall on them. That would be no fun for any of us. Tomorrow I’ll definitely get some boxes. Dolly already asked me where we’re going in the morning and I told her we’re going to the supermarket. I also need to get some of those free newspaper things, the ones that have the sales ads and stuff in them. I’m not buying any packing supplies because of the expense but I do need something to wrap the glass items in, right? Free stuff is always good.

You know what’s sad? I was on a roll here and had a great train of thought going when Zach walked downstairs asking if he could have something to eat. He wanted a tuna sandwich, and it sounded pretty good to me, too. I whipped some up, made us a couple of sandwiches, and sat back down to finish here but now I can’t remember what I was going to say. I do have a tasty snack to munch on while I try to think of it, though. I really shouldn’t be eating this late but I couldn’t help myself when Zach mentioned the tuna. Some mayo, a little garlic and onion powders, a bit of relish and – YUM!!! – a feast fit for a tuna lover.

I guess it doesn’t really matter what I was going to say; I’ll probably remember it right after I post or at 3:00 in the morning. If it’s important I’ll remember it for tomorrow night. In the meantime I’ll just keep plugging along and getting done what I can each day. Paul made his flight reservations so everything is definite now. I just keep thinking that I won’t have to put up with the shithead neighbors I have around me for much longer. The more my kids complain about them and their kids, and the more irritated I get, the easier it is for me to say, “I’ll be out of here soon.” A month ago it was wishful thinking; now it’s a real prospect and, as difficult as it is for me to accept change, my neighbors are making me more determined to get out without any hesitation or regrets. That’s a bonus, right? I think so. I’m going to bed now so I can rest up for all the work I’ll have to do tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day…you get the picture.

Until next time…peace to all.