Moving..[insert puking noises here]

I realize we aren't moving for another 4 months, a third of a year.  I do.  But I am a planner and obsessor and overall certifiable person and so I have begun the process of sorting and going through and making my house a complete wreck.  We are trying to clear out the storage unit (to save money and just be done cleaning it out) and already have a massive amount to sell and donate.  We need to know how much stuff we have so we can book our movers.  It is honestly embarrassing to be the owner of

so much stuff!!

Last night as I was trying to unwind and fall asleep I kept on having visions of boxes and stuff laying around everywhere...I had this image in my head:

Remember that crazy lady?  Well, I do.

Maybe I should have waited to start this whole process until next month or something.  I don't know.  Maybe that is the reason I started eating skittles yesterday morning for breakfast...

Anyway, you can't stop what has already been put into motion .  I can tell you one thing...we won't be the owners of so much stuff when we leave this place!  I do happen to love to purge.  It is so liberting to get rid of things you don't need or use.  It's just stuff ya know?  I wish I could remember that montra when purchasing said items! 

Trying to convince my kids that getting rid of half their toys is another thing...poor Gillian.  We were getting ready to go to the storage unit to clean it out and I said, "Let's go!"  and she said, "Are we moving right now?"  like we would just decide in the middle of the day to just leave.  She just doesn't have any concept.  This is the only place she knows and remembers so she doesn't want to leave it.  This move will be challenging for our family but at least we have time to prepare and get used to the idea of leaving. 

Pretty soon if you come to my house we will have boxes everywhere and it will be chaotic and a mess (which things become my kryptonite) and I will be trying to hold it together so my kids and husband don't think I am completely losing my mind.  If you come by I will probably start bribing you with money if you'll just pack my kitchen for me (which I think is the worst room in the entire house to pack).  While talking to you I might suddenly burst into tears realizing that I will be moving soon.  I might forget my name or start packing things that I will need to be using before we actually leave.  Don't worry, this is all normal behavior....at least that is what I will be telling myself.