I have started to think about packing for the move. Think, I tell you, think. Nothing more. The thought alone is tiring. Actually having to execute anything at this point would drive me mad. I hate moving, and the fact that we’re planning a trans-continental move just makes me want to cry.
So, I’m going to try this in baby steps. I’m going to start taking a half an hour everyday to organize my shit. I’ve also gone so far as to create a box of crap-I-don’t-need-where-I’m-going. Anything in the box will get posted to craigslist for about a week or so. If there are no takers, off to donation or trash it goes.
Good system in theory, we’ll see if the practice actually yields any success.