I’ve sold all of my furniture.
My microwave, some planters and wall decor, the Cuisinart food processor and other awesome kitchen wares and maybe a Cuisenart coffee maker. Maybe.
We have things priced. We have things hung up. We have things ready to move out into the yard tomorrow morning. We have change. We have stickers. We have it all. Ready.
I’ve been doing some self check-ins. How am I feeling? Do I really want to sell this? What’s the prognosis on my mental state?
I’m keeping some things, but selling everything I should.
It’s getting exciting, really. Because after the sale tomorrow, we’ll pack up tv’s, clothes, and the cats. We’re all just going to head to Norman. The OFFICIAL move really isn’t until next Saturday, with the whole house being emptied then. There won’t be anything here but my clothes and my bed. No furniture, all the dishes are packed, everything is done. SO, for me, for us, for all intents and purposes…IT IS HAPPENING.
I could not be happier.
My sisser is here. She’s been a cornerstone of strength getting things organized. Just time together. Just..time. So good.
Apparently, it all begins tomorrow.
If you’re in the area, come buy some of my stuff.