I have about a week and a half left until the big move and I am getting so excited to be in my new place. The packing process sucks ass, but I am trying my best to keep going and get it all done. You don't realize how much shit you accumulate until every single bit has to be accounted for and packed up. I am trying to get a system going with each room. If I haven't used it in the last year it's heading to the Goodwill. I am only allowing myself to keep a few pairs of pants, jeans and shirts that I used to wear. I WILL squeeze my ass into them again, as God is my witness!! They are my motivation clothes. I have vowed that no unhealthy, crappy food will enter my new home and I will get regular excercise until I have reached my goal weight (which I will NOT be revealing here) :)
I hope to be healthier, slimmer and more in shape by the last week in October when I take my annual fall vaction. I am ready to start making my goals happen instead of talking about them. Everything is exciting right now. I am trying to no longer be afraid of change and just embrace it. Change is going to come whether you like it or not. Funny how change is the one constant in life...might as well make nice with it.
The snapshot of my life right now is that I am picking up the pieces of a shattered existence and moving on both literally and figuratively. I am packing boxes and decluttering my home. Little by little I am transitioning to a fresh start. It's bittersweet, but I know I will always have memories I can rely on. My family is in town and I am leaning on them to make new memories. I will continue to laugh and seek happiness where ever I can. :)