So I know I say this all the time, but time flies. I suppose you can also say that perhaps I have a lot of fun in my life. But all reality is that I have way more than I can chew on my plate currently. I need a week of sleep and twenty-five million dollars, yesterday. Yep, that’s how im feeling. Very thin.
40 days was a fantastic experience, and the last two-weeks flew by. I am so grateful to have done it, but it finished just in the nick of time. Don’t get me wrong, I am starting to miss it very much. I was probably the one thing that kept me grounded for almost 2 months. Since March 1st, I haven’t had a day of self-care. Every day has been filled with something, I selfishly want to unplug for a week and let no one find me. Again don’t get me wrong; this is self-doing in a sense, but I must have some social interaction. At the same time, I blame the anxiety and stress of moving on this. Never mind the constant reminders of needing help and not being able to get any. I blame my childhood for the anxiety I have with moving. We moved probably way too much for not being a military family. This time around is way worse. I really just want to cry every time I walk into my apartment. All I see, are a million things that need to get done.
This is where that multi-million bank account would come in handy. Let someone else do the planning, packing, dismantling, and put it all back together. Let’s not mention the fact that I almost fell down the stairs getting the large boxes up the stairs. Then I start thinking, how am I going to take my curtains down!?! or put them back up! Oh, yea this girl has no drill, my dad was the one that came over and hung up everything. I am thankful that I do have help taking everything over to the new place. I have an extremely short window to do everything, which is adding to the chaos, a whole 48 hours. Yep, that’s right – get keys, move, clean.
The pressure is definitely on, and I am feeling it. So if anyone I know that reads this will like to come help, it is received with open arms. Ok, I’ll stop ranting, and feeling sorry for myself now. I am more than blessed to be getting a more prominent place to live, and I need to remember this.
XOXO
Ana
Everyday Banana 