Cobbling

 

Yesterday I had a doctor appointment after which I filled the car with gas and went to the grocery store for a couple of necessities. Then I went home exhausted!

Today I am resting. My back is still very problematic and I am not feeling great. I think, maybe, I am just scared. Of what? Scared of a move that is taking me away from the town I love and a life that is over into a new kind of life that may be my last chapter.

I am cobbling together all the resources I know of to make this possible.

Some dear friends sent me a large check in April to help and it is one of the main reasons I can do this. My niece and nephew found the place I am moving to and they are moving all my things there at the end of this week, but tomorrow I drive down to sign the lease.

While I am there my brother and sister are going to unpack what I already have in my car and then take my brother's dolly over to my nephew's house, so they can use it Saturday.

I am trying to rest as much as possible and still have things ready to go. Most of the apartment is long packed. Most things are clean. It is only my peace of mind that keeps faltering.

I am striving to be positive.