I am spending the summer moving. First fixing up my old trailer while dealing with a broken faucet that flooded the back half of the place and the mitigation and repairs and the massive insurance headaches that entailed. Got the dump sold.
Found an apartment. Currently rooming with BFFs in Milwaukee waiting for my apartment to be ready July 15th.
Waiting for furniture to be delivered shortly after that. Hassling with moving company to get my household goods delivered as they think my load is too small and insist on waiting until they have a larger load going in the same direction before shipping my stuff.
Dealing with living in one small room with 2 cats who are joining me in slowly going insane. Love my BFFs dearly, but can't wait to get back into my own place.
Enjoying visiting my mother once week, though getting a proper shower is an ulterior motive as I cannot get in and out of a bathtub to bathe due to a shot knee and am otherwise taking sponge baths. Once I have keys to the apartment, will be showering out there. (more frequently)
Lots and lots of shopping and spending money like an unmedicated BP1 except its all planned and accounted for (and I HATE shopping) Suffocating on summer heat and air pollution and discovering that my Chicago driving skills are coming back, much to the chagrin of the Milwaukee drivers I am dealing with.
Haven't seen my kid sister or heard from her since she dropped an emotional family skeletal bombshell on me a month ago that is too sensitive to discuss here and that I have "stuffed" until I have enough physical energy to feed the psychic energy needed to deal with it.
She's getting married on the 30th of AUgust and I am NOT looking forward to the wedding.
It promises to be a very busy, very stressful summer, but at least some of it is good stress.
I'm a bit hurt that while mum was invited out to sister's b-day dinner on the 2nd, I wasn't, but relieved as well as the movers have my good clothes, such as they are.