Vicki, (Terri’s best friend, now my best friend) came over and she took control. She began by doing the dishes (and it wasn’t even Thursday) and continued by cleaning the kitchen counters and stove top

I tried to stop her, but to no avail…she was on a mission

She took bags and boxes of kitchen stuff that I no longer needed…who needs 8 whisks (part of Terri’s OCD…she saw a whisk, had to have)

The plastic storage container cupboard is also bare…some kept, some donated, some tossed.

John packer and a helper came over about 6.30pm…we chatted about the approach to the action, and began in the family room… I wanted anything that could go up to auction to be packed and moved into my Suburban…to the roof…

The family room now has 3 piles: donate, bring to storage, trash…they even went into the crawl space (I haven’t been in there in 10 years)…most of it will be trashed.

When John realtor called to set up the packing session, after the plans settled in I got scared…it’s really happening…I am excited to be moving, a new beginning, like in 2 weeks or so, I may be out of our house and in my temp housing, our old 34’ travel trailer

Where the F am I gonna put all that stuff I’m moving

Taking today off, somewhat…have doc appt, bring a stuffed truck to auction, take a nap