Thank goodness today is today because I'm not sure I can keep going at the pace at which we've been going for very much longer. In the morning the packers are coming.
I...don't really know what they're going to do. I thought we had to be ready to pack and load all in one fell swoop, but I was wrong.
The packers are coming tomorrow and they're going to...pack...stuff.
What stuff? I don't know because we actually did a whole lot of the packing ourselves (leaving all the boxes untaped for inspection by the packers) and have everything that might need to go on the boat in The Boat Room.
And I'm just overwhelmed from making decisions.
Like, I can't just go into the garage to decide what might need to come on the boat, you know? I have to pull out all the scrap wood and give that away. And then I have to unearth the bocci balls and decide we'll probably play that a time or two. And what about croquet? Well, the croquet set has seen better days so we won't take that. So we start a trash pile (because there's no sense in putting it back "away," having already determined that it's lived its best life...
In short: every project has been much longer than we originally intended it to be.
I still have piles of stuff behind me that I simply...cannot...deal with right now. So I guess none of that stuff is making it on the boat. My brain is just broken from trying to figure out how to live here for the next 50 days with limited stuff and then how to live there for however long with limited stuff and...I just cannot really think about what we will need.
But I think we'll be fine.
In other news, Phoebe is going to compete in the swim meet tomorrow—her very first time. She can barely make it across the pool but she is so excited to try for a ribbon.
Here she is before her practice, rocking Alexander's old swim hoodie:
So, pretty big stuff over here!
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