Jul. 1st, 2014

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Today, Gavin worked pretty much non-stop taking stuff to recycle, and storing the few furniture items we want to move later. I feel terrible; he got done with work at 10am, then worked on all this 'till 5pm, 'cause I'm useless for lifting/carrying. Right now, he's sleeping, because he gets up for work again at midnight. :/ He's told me he keeps having moments of pure, giddy joy that he'll never be doing this-or-that again at work, so I have to believe it's all worth it!

Meanwhile, I've been packing up the few things left, arranging luggage, doing all the paperwork arrangements with the realtors, and researching moving companies that will pick up and ship our boxes out to us once we have an apartment. Also, researching apartments, getting public transportation cards, California ID cards, &c. There's so much to do! I am drowning in anxiety, as previously relayed, but I am also very, very happy and excited. ADVENTURE.

Our housemate will be here until the place sells, so there are a few items left behind for his enjoyment (and he can garage sale them later), but otherwise, the place looks almost the same as when we moved in. It's pretty eerie. I keep getting the sense we're starting over.

I had an annual physical with my doc, so I could get it out of the way before the hullaballoo of changing providers and establishing new care. Surprising shit came up, though. 

No gross details, but cut for boring! )

Anyway: T minus two days. Tomorrow is the last of the packing, checking our lists twice, and getting ready to go Thursday morning. WHOA.

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