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I guess I just need to vent. So my mom bought a house and my brother and I will be renting rooms so she doen't have to live with strangers. Plus, she's 71 and needs us. The house is too small but she thinks it's just perfect. I just realized that I not everything in my bedroom will fit in the new one. It's 2 feet more narrow which makes a big differnce. I guess I can deal with that somehow. I have a queen bed to go in an 11 x 9 room, and a desk. The living room in my apartment is at least 30% larger than that of the house. The dining room is basically a hallway from the entry to the living room. She didn't have to buy a house 2 weeks after she got here but for whatever reason she panic-bought. OK, well, it is what it is.
So I have two weeks until the furniture needs to start going. I have to be out by the 31st but I wanted to clean the last week of October, and have the carpet cleaned. It has to be stretched first, then professionally cleaned. I can choose not to deal with that myself and have management schedule something and bill me. It'll probably cost more but will buy me a week. At any rate, I need to get the furniture out the weekend of the 23rd-25th. I have a friend who can do it. Some big pieces I want picked up by the junk company; have to schedule that, too.
My main concern is how much stuff I have. A lot of it I don't use anymore so it needs to go in boxes in the basement for a yard sale. The sorting won't be bad; I already know what's trash and what to pack up when I go through a room. It's just daunting. And I know when I get it to the house, there's no room for the boxes. Mom has stuff EVERYWHERE. She is doing the best she can but she's alone there and in pain. She needs surgery for a kidney stone and doesn't have insurance yet. The moving thing has really been a fiasco for her. She was throwing stuff in boxes last minute, too. I guess I'll just have to pile it all up in the garage. It's just the actual physical work of it I dread, going up and down stairs when I'm not supposed to carry heavy stuff. And at the moment I'm dealing with edema in my feet and legs. I knew this was going to be a problem. I just sent S.O.S. emails to Mom and to a dear friend. I admit I can't do this by myself.
So I have two weeks until the furniture needs to start going. I have to be out by the 31st but I wanted to clean the last week of October, and have the carpet cleaned. It has to be stretched first, then professionally cleaned. I can choose not to deal with that myself and have management schedule something and bill me. It'll probably cost more but will buy me a week. At any rate, I need to get the furniture out the weekend of the 23rd-25th. I have a friend who can do it. Some big pieces I want picked up by the junk company; have to schedule that, too.
My main concern is how much stuff I have. A lot of it I don't use anymore so it needs to go in boxes in the basement for a yard sale. The sorting won't be bad; I already know what's trash and what to pack up when I go through a room. It's just daunting. And I know when I get it to the house, there's no room for the boxes. Mom has stuff EVERYWHERE. She is doing the best she can but she's alone there and in pain. She needs surgery for a kidney stone and doesn't have insurance yet. The moving thing has really been a fiasco for her. She was throwing stuff in boxes last minute, too. I guess I'll just have to pile it all up in the garage. It's just the actual physical work of it I dread, going up and down stairs when I'm not supposed to carry heavy stuff. And at the moment I'm dealing with edema in my feet and legs. I knew this was going to be a problem. I just sent S.O.S. emails to Mom and to a dear friend. I admit I can't do this by myself.
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