I mostly floundered about today. I knew I couldn’t keep going on with my normal day but I just couldn’t quite get a handle on the moving thing. Obviously a strong part of me doesn’t want to give up our sweet, comfy home in town with running water, friends nearby, and the huge expanse of indoor space with all of our 800 sq. ft. I keep telling myself that the financial benefits of this move will allow me to stick with becoming an artist, and provide us the freedom to live the way we want. Right now though, the concept of “simplifying” conjures mostly images of hardships and challenges; especially in giving up my daily bubble bath.  Am I a Prima Donna or what?  Lets take a vote and see how many of you think I’m being a sissy. (Use the comment box below)

 

I did make some fits and starts toward the process like calling the utility companies to cancel our services, and put in mail forwards with the post office. Bob got the back room (his office) all cleaned up today and organized the attic so at least we have room to store things that won’t be left in the main part of the house but have nowhere to go at the ranch. It was a start, though not much of one.