Moving across the country without any outside help from family/friends = stressful. Last year, this was slightly easier. We stayed at my dad’s house while we packed the last of our old house into a storage shed. We had beds to sleep in, and time to clean the empty house before passing it to the next occupants. We had dozens of people to help us load the moving truck on the morning we left.
Here, there is none of that. We have to pack all our stuff while still living on that stuff. We have to clean the house while still living in it. It’s a coordination dance, with supplies thinning, and on Friday morning, we will be loading the truck alone. Very different, and very stressful, on top of the stress one would normally expect for this kind of move.
So yes. I’m in definite need of comfort right now. All my books are packed – actually, I kept a few out to read, and have already gone through them all…sigh. So I’m left with audiobooks, because I don’t want to grab anything new from the library and have to add an extra trip back in the next week. And in audiobooks…well, I want comfort, and that means rereads. I started Blue Lily Lily Blue this week. I have Howl’s Moving Castle queued up, as well as The Host, and Good Omens, and Return of the Native. Comfort-audio to get me through the trip southward, and the days leading up to said trip.
Repeat to self: I will get through this. I will get through this. I will get through this.