THE SIGN FROM FRONT DOOR |
Losing Dad early last year sort of kicked things off. The day after dad died, before I even had
time to process it, my sister and her family arrived and started clearing his
things out. This led to the attic as
well and there was stuff from the 1930’s found up there. I spent 5 full 8 hour days just shredding old
documents and then months later, found a whole bunch more to shred.
I got busy with the arrangements for Dad and also getting
started on dealing with his estate. That
took a couple of months to get the initial part done, but I cannot complete it
until I do his final income tax in the next couple of months. Add into this getting a 25-year mortgage so
that I could keep and stay in the house, and wow, things were really heating
up. I was scared that I would not
qualify for one, but it proved fairly easy through my credit union. But talk about stress. Having a mortgage with such high payments.
This is really happening, I’m moving and very soon. It was sort of an abstract thought after
selling the house October 30, 2015. My
new place would not be ready for many months and so, life just continued on as
if nothing had changed. Then I got the
call that final inspection of the new place would take place on February 17,
2016 and things snapped into focus. I
had to start getting rid of stuff to downsize.
When my daughter and her boyfriend came over yesterday to
get my Dad’s old kitchen table and chairs, they also wanted my old stereo
surround-sound setup. Since I wasn’t
using it anymore, and I could never get away with using a sound system with
1500 watts of power in a townhouse, I decided it was best to re-home it. We or they loaded all of the stuff up into my
truck and I drove them home, where they unloaded it.
Once I got home, my tiny living room/bedroom area is looking
decidedly empty and that is when it really hit home that this is actually
happening. Now I need to bring in the
1-800-got-junk people to get rid of a bunch of stuff and declutter. The more stuff I get rid of now, the less I
have to pay to move.
Earlier I mentioned how the stress is catching up with me,
my sleeping patterns have been all over the map in the past year. Suddenly I cannot sleep past 5:00 AM and some
nights I’m up at 4:00 and even once or twice at 2:30 AM. I also noticed I am getting migraines again
on a regular basis, and they had pretty much gone away before. I had a wicked one that developed in the
afternoon and lasted all night. Now I
get to deal with the migraine hangover.
It’s just like a real hangover, except you get the headache first, but
don’t have any fun getting there. It’s a
combination of how the migraine physically beats you up and all the medications
to try and stop it.
Nice blog Tommy....moving to the country!
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