When will this end

I have been packing all day and I swear this shit is multiplying like bunnies, faster than I can toss it in boxes. Every time I look up I wanna cringe. The piles of boxes are getting bigger, but the stuff just keeps on being there.

I am so thankful I didn't work today. I was able to accomplish alot, but not all of it!!

I boxed up my craft room which is the majority of the boxes. Between the books, magazines, scrapbooking, knitting, drawing, oil painting, photography and a bunch of other projects I long to pick up and rarely have time to enjoy anymore. It is simply chaos.

I got the kitchen done outside of a few pieces here and there.

I have the bedroom and dining room done.

The only real thing to finish is the pillows and other miscellaneous things strew about that I don't want to be packing when the movers are here.

My body is so tired I could cry at any moment. Saint and I are continually bickering and getting into little tiffs here and there, which is so unlike us. But neither one of us has ever had time for bs so we get our frustrations out, bitch a bit and then get over it.

I finished Christmas shopping for all but one person and my aunt's families. This is very exciting. I actually did not realize how far along I was with all this til I had to group the gifts today to make sure they don't get packed. I would still like a really incredible gift for Saint, but not sure what yet. I have a very good idea I know what he is getting me - lol - a lens for my canon rebel. He is apparently setting the bar very high this year. Damn him.

I heard my first set of Christmas songs the other day at lunch. I wanted to kill someone. I cannot believe once again, I will have to endure this crappy music for over a month. Doesn't anyone realize the damn holiday is not for a long while? Ugh. Now I listen to it at work all day, lunch and when I come home bc Saint, my mom and my niece are huge fans. I am just not a fan of Christmas music for more than a few days. Too many years in retail I think. A bit of a skeptic and a scrooge.

I keep getting these random texts from friends and family who are letting me know what the temperature is in my new city. Yes, I do realize it snows there. Yes, I do know it is about twenty to forty degrees cooler. Cracks me up. I am hoping to get there before the first real snow, but we'll see. I am very excited, but also can expect some cussing come the day I have to shovel my car out of eight feet of snow.

One week from today

I will be packed (crossing my fingers) and ready to load a moving truck to my new city and new house.
The heart stopping panic is back, but only bc I have barely started packing and not bc I don't want to or am not making time, but bc my place is a disaster. Saint moved in and we can barely move there is so much stuff now. Tonight we will tetris our way through even going so far as to place the dinning room table in our cars for the weekend just to make room for the stuff I need to pack.

I am thankful. I am pretty sure I don't have much to box up. I have already done the dining room and most of the kitchen. My office will literally be taking the organized cartons off the shelves and putting them in boxes. As well as my bedroom, I only need to take things off hanging bars and out of folded shelves to place in boxes. Easy. At least I hope.

Time is running out and I am nervous I won't be ready.

Saint and I got lucky yesterday. We found the most beautiful place to live. It's a two bedroom with loft and two and a half bathroom. The loft is so awesome bc it overlooks the living room. This is where my new office/craft room will be. It has an incredible fireplace which I will need to learn how to work and wood paneling throughout the ceiling and stair case. It overlooks a pond with tons of birds and about twenty feet of grass up to the pond. It is simply stunning. The neighborhood is quiet and seems peaceful. It is a little farther from my new work, but I am thinking that is a good thing for a more simple home life.

It is sad that Saint can't come with me til next year.

Such better sweetness.

the new job

I am so exhausted. Inside and out. My entire body and my brain is just kaput!

It has been a very long, but very exciting week at my new job. The first couple of days were so frustrating in realizing all the little things I do not know. I understand that I will not walk into a job and immediately know how to run the place, but my brain still wants it to be that way. All the questions I ask and the ones I ask multiple times make me feel small and stupid. Having a customer ask me, what I feel is a simple question and me not knowing how to answer it, is horrible. But by day 3, I realized that I just cannot continue on berating myself. I sucked it up and decided to toss the inferiority feelings aside and just bite the bullet. I am now feeling much more comfortable in my own skin. I trust that if I don't know something, I will learn and it is ok to not know. My 4th day this week, we did an event and I was right at home. I have been in so many different settings like that, trade shows, networking meetings, etc, that tons of people and chaos doesn't phase me so much. It felt good to know that the times when everyone else is stressed out, I was perfectly fine. It is the little stuff, the extended knowledge that I need to focus on. Though the store I am training in is different that the one I will actually work in, I know that the underlying basics are the same. I also know, and happily is reinforced daily, that I am a good manager and that will sustain me until the knowledge kicks in.

It amazes me how I can go into a place often, feel like I know a lot, but stick me behind the counter and a whole world of knowledge I didn't know existed opens up.

I love it.

I am surrounded by people who are just as nerdy and crave knowledge. People who love to read and write and aren't afraid to show their true colors.

Taking this leap and accepting this job was a good decision for me. I can feel it in every one of my bones, even when I am frustrated with myself.

Even though I am tired, there is not time to sleep. I need to go to my new city and finalize a place to live. Apparently they already got their first snow fall. (ack!) Then thankfully, I will be in training for another couple of weeks before I move officially. Which means Saint and I get to live together for a couple of weeks. (yeah!!) It is crazy here. My apartment looks like a furniture store. There is stuff everywhere. I caught myself staring at his clothes in the closet. It is strange and wonderful all at the same time. I haven't figured out how I will pack around all his stuff, but I am sure it will all work out just fine.

PINT - new everything

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