It got to me today. I had one of those female cry outs. Just looking at all my stuff packed up and not knowing if I'll have a kitchen to make a Thanksgiving turkey or a place to put up a Christmas tree...all that did it.
But I'm back to packing and I figure if the holidays come & go without the fancies, I'll get through it. A month from now things will look a lot better when I have my sewing unpacked and some order in my life.
It seemed much easier when we moved long distance and used commerical boxes and a pod. I didn't see my stuff. It was pack a box and put it in the pod. I guess seeing it all stacked up makes it worse.
I'm sure every lady looking at this will know how I am feeling right now.