In less than a month my car will be picked up and transported to Florida which means I have to get cracking. Lot's to think about. For example the company that I ship with requires that there should only be a quarter of a tank of gas in the car. Last year I forgot about that and filled the tank up to close to the departure date. I took myself for a few long drives but still when the shipper picked up the car I had over a tank of gas.
No, they did not "yell" at me like what happens to me in Florida a lot. (I wrote about that in a recent post.)
In another television commercial that I have been seeing lately there appears to be a doll who walks very slowly and needs to be wound up. She's depressed and needs the medication that they are advertising. I am not depressed but I am moving very slowly and need to be wound up!!
It's a good thing Steve is not here filming me with his camera because if the marketing people saw what I look like they would hire me for that job!
Well, I made the supreme effort today and took out the boxes, duffel bags and garment bags that need to be packed.
What can I tell you, It's a job I'm not thrilled about doing but someone has got to do it. I've been doing this for many years and what I realize is, I spend more time thinking about packing than doing it - it really isn't such a big deal if only I would get moving and do it!
Another thing I am aware of is "I take too many clothes." Every year I say the same thing, "next year I will not take so much." If only I would listen to myself!!
I'll keep my fingers crossed and hope for the best.