18 days until move....to an apartment

Had a garage sale yesterday. Made $15. My friends put up the signs and I think that the signs weren't entirely clear about the location of the sale. So I am going to do another one next weekend with another friend - and / or I am going to post the items that have value on Craigslist.

I sort of hit a wall in terms of packing/sorting. I have found the boxes that I'm not ready for... GLASSWARE. I have fond memories of grandma's glassware, but do I really need all of it? No. How do I choose what to keep and what to let go of?

Wait...What did I say to my husband yesterday? That I would set those boxes in a special section of storage and go through them AFTER the move when I have more time/sanity to deal with it. ha!

I must be weird...

As I was driving my son home from daycare today, I realized that I am exceptionally blessed. How many people have the opportunity to make this kind of move? While I have been scattered and trying to deal with the stress of the move and absence of my husband, I've completely ignored the wonder of it all.

I am not one of those francophiles who've been dreaming about living in France. I do not have a vision of what life will be like in france - despite 9 years of marriage to a frenchman, studying intercultural communication, as well as reading lots of books and blogs over the years.

Does that make me unimaginitative? No. It's just that I have enough to focus on right now and the present, as function of time posted, is a beautiful place to live.

It wouldn't be very brilliant to imagine what life will be like in a place that I have visited for less than 20 days. My most recent visit was over 9 years ago. However, to ignore the wonder of this moment in my life is criminal.

I felt so wonderful and at ease during the first week of my husband's absence, but for the past couple of days I have let myself get sucked into illness and self-pity.

The confusion is just beginning

My thoughts are getting so jumbled. I can't figure out what to do first. My friend reminded me today that I was able to focus on "selling my car" and able to accomplish it by breaking the task down into pieces...and that i could do the same thing for everything else i need to do. However, I need to know if the closing can be moved to the end of June instead of May 29th. The buyer is checking with his landlord to see if he can extend his lease and I will know tomorrow.

Rockin the Mic

it's me. stealing from a comment that I posted on No Regrets' blog:

"I tend towards a fly by the seat of my pants and see what feels right kind of adventure. Hubby's been in france for one week and we've already sold one of our cars, sold the house, and OOOOPS set the closing date for may 29th. What the F^&K was i thinking?! Did i mention i have a toddler and no family around me? OK, let's face it i have to stop being shy and/or i have to start shelling out some bucks for movers. I told my boss that my departure is probably going to be in july, which is many months earlier than I initially told him - I said "late fall" when I'd really meant early fall. This time I said early July when I really meant mid to late June. But hubby still has to get a job and I still need a visa. Two pretty big details."

So Big Problem. Closing date is May 29th. Just me and a toddler.
Mr French has a job interview set on Tuesday. He has some updates about the visa since he visited the prefecture, but i thought that was where to go for the carte de sejour; not the visa - though we all know you have to have the visa so that you can get the carte and can be "correct".

So today the plan is to talk to the next door neighbor and see if her kids can be bribed, er, paid to move the boxes that hubby already packed. Oh yeah, i wanted to check into PODS to see if that's an alternative storage method. I'll be back........ah hah! as i thought! No international moves (except canada). Just as well since i already rented a storage space but i thought it would be nice to not have to move twice.

I don't want to do anything today... :-(
I'm tired of being sick and i am sick of being tired. Cliche but true. Gonna watch desperate housewives on dvd for a bit...