I go to sign the lease on my apartment Thursday, and I should be able to start moving in Friday. I want to get out of here as fast as possible (sounds terrible, doesn’t it?), so I need to start packing now. I actually started on my room Friday, but I haven’t gotten anything but my stash packed. I’ve just been sitting here all day, waiting for a phone call that never came (why does he always do this to me?), and doing nothing.
I looked in the girls’ room and it hit me – we have a lot of stuff. So much that I’m not sure I can get it all packed by Friday. I have about a million loads of clothes to wash and sort. I’ll probably end up getting rid of at least half of the girls’ clothes. And the toys! I’m planning on getting rid of quite a bit of those, but I’ll have to get the kids out of the house first. Gracie’s in school, so that isn’t a problem, but I’m going to have to pawn Arien off on someone one day this week.
There’s a lot more clutter tha normal here right now, too. I’ve been shopping up a storm getting ready to get my own place. I haven’t lived on my own since JW and I split up 4 years ago, and what I didn’t leave behind, I ended up getting rid of. I had to buy everything again, and I’ve gotten most of it. I still need a couch and some curtains. The curtains will have to wait until I can measure the windows in the apartment, and I’m having a hell of time finding an affordable couch. I’m trying to talk my dad and stepmom out of that ugly brown love seat in the family room. Nobody ever sits on it anyway, But that still isn’t enough seating. I’ll come up with something, though. I always do.
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