Everything was going great until the weather decided to be horribly nasty. Now Jon has to travel the pass in snow and that is not making me very happy but he can't put off the move until next weekend really cause he's already gotten the truck and packed and all. And he's so overwhelmed, he keeps calling me with panic/anxiety attacks and I keep trying to talk to him until he's calm but the stress is just getting to him so much. He just needs to be able to get it done and get out of there and move on with life. And almost everyone that promised to help him load the truck has completely flaked and so now he has to go find some day laborers and pay them to help him, he is so discouraged. It's so hard when I'm not there to help him and to hold him and hel him relax. I'm doing what I can to talk him through the list of things that he needs to do to finish up. Just hoping that they can get things all packed and wrapped up tomorrow so he can leave and get over here safely. And we still have lots of stuff to do in the house to get it ready, but won't be unpacking until tuesday when the movers get here to help get all the stuff re-organized in the storage container and move a ton of boxes around so that we have room to a few of his things in the house and get some other stuff set up. Making quite a few chages in the contents of each room, so it's lots of projects going on at once, in between all the everyday fun parts of life. Not to mention that I also have homework due this weekend, and have to fit two essays into all this. I'm seriously wanting a bathtub right now, a glass of some type of adult beverage, bubble bath and a good book! |
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