On this rainy day in October, I sit at my table with my brain flooded with checklists.
Checklist one: Get kids started on school today this one is full of all the things I hope we get covered. It also includes a vivid mental image of me getting soaked while picking up the lunches provided by the school.
Checklist Two: Use this few minutes of quiet to answer and send all emails.
Checklist Three: Virtual meeting to go over platform for online class I will be teaching in a WEEK!
Checklist Four: I really should prepare for said class.
Checklist Five: This is really full and has more of an outline format. Pack up more stuff. What can I pack that we won't miss for nearly two months? Should I turn in 30 day notice on the fence? Do I have enough boxes? When do I start on the kids room? Should I pack more of our clothes?
I already have a significant portion of our house packed. I began packing way back in September. I waited until my husband started the class that would line us up for this move. I have tried to pack in such a way that it does not affect our functionality as a family. I mean who needs pictures on the wall?
Now I bet by now you are wondering why I am even packing? Doesn't the Military move us? Of course it does. They also like to damage our belongings and lose things like sleds. But really when the sleds didn't arrive with us here in Kentucky, it was like, okay not such a bad thing. But now, two years later, I am still stewing over those sleds. We are now moving to a snowy state and boy would those sleds come in handy.
This move we are doing ourselves. This will be us, well me, packing everything. This will be us loading the truck, unloading the truck. This will be a huge move, for only a mere six hours away.
I want to be prepared.
I want to have time to go to Tennessee and visit my family.
Mentally I mapped this all out months ago. Pack early, take the week of Thanksgiving off from school and go home. Do a combined Christmas/Thanksgiving. Give hugs, feel sad, say see ya later and come home.
Let the crazy begin immediately after.
Pick up truck that has yet to be scheduled, pack said truck, clear housing and move away.
Good bye Kentucky, we are off to snowy adventures, not in New Jersey like we were led to believe for weeks. Well, in reality only about two weeks. Hey it is Army life, and everything changes at a moments notice.
I am stressed to the max
I am trying to remain calm all while facing the many scenarios that an upcoming Military move can throw at you.
And this time we much find a house. It looks like we won't be renting, but instead buying. So guess what?
If you guessed that this means another checklist, then you are correct.
It comes in right under "How to plan a birthday party during Covid" And guess what? That is not going so well. We have settled on having close friends drive by at an appointed time hand them a bag of candy, and calling it a day. We are planning to go a little bigger on gifts to make up for the lack of celebration. I will make cupcakes with the birthday girl and we will celebrate at home as a family. That is what matters the most.
The rest of the crazy can remain outside, or on a minimized window inside of my brain.
At the end of the day, we will conquer this upcoming move. We will go over any obstacles that present themselves. I will pray hard that it does not snow as we make our way due North.
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