Everything Hurts...
i took Peggy for a run in the fields this morning and then went over to KK's as planned, although a bit later than I intended. KK rather distressingly didn't do anything at all until I got there (when I pinged her to let her know I was coming she told me she was still in bed). I tried to gently nudge her about needing to do stuff even when I'm not there, and she almost flat-out told me it wasn't going to happen until the week she's booked off before the move.
I mean, she is a big girl and can make her own decisions, but I have packed up my house several times over the past ten years, and she not only has a lot more stuff than I do, but it's in considerable disarray. There is no way in hell she can pack up that house in four days, especially if I'm not there to help her (which I won't be, because I have to work).
Anyway, my plans haven't changed. I'll be going over again tomorrow and next weekend, and I will do what I can. She told me she had boxes in her basement, but when I got down there I saw she'd vastly overestimated how many she had, so tonight she ordered a bunch more and went to pick them up. I cleared out another 8 garbage bags full of trash, and tomorrow we'll be putting four boxes of stuff to donate by the curb, so hopefully that will get us further ahead. She does have lots of packing paper, so I'm hoping to put a noticeable dent in her kitchen by the end of the weekend. I worked for hours today and it kind of looks like I didn't even make a dent, although objectively I know that's not true.
I was a little discouraged today, not going to lie, but I hope it's just an off day for me and that things will look better tomorrow. Also, I am *extremely* sore from all the hauling around of stuff today. Owie.
And now, I am off to D&D! Murderbirb and friends ride again!
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I mean, she is a big girl and can make her own decisions, but I have packed up my house several times over the past ten years, and she not only has a lot more stuff than I do, but it's in considerable disarray. There is no way in hell she can pack up that house in four days, especially if I'm not there to help her (which I won't be, because I have to work).
Anyway, my plans haven't changed. I'll be going over again tomorrow and next weekend, and I will do what I can. She told me she had boxes in her basement, but when I got down there I saw she'd vastly overestimated how many she had, so tonight she ordered a bunch more and went to pick them up. I cleared out another 8 garbage bags full of trash, and tomorrow we'll be putting four boxes of stuff to donate by the curb, so hopefully that will get us further ahead. She does have lots of packing paper, so I'm hoping to put a noticeable dent in her kitchen by the end of the weekend. I worked for hours today and it kind of looks like I didn't even make a dent, although objectively I know that's not true.
I was a little discouraged today, not going to lie, but I hope it's just an off day for me and that things will look better tomorrow. Also, I am *extremely* sore from all the hauling around of stuff today. Owie.
And now, I am off to D&D! Murderbirb and friends ride again!
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comments. Feel free to comment wherever you'd like!