Today we loaded all of our furniture into the moving truck before we were done packing our house. And I was horrified that people could see the state my house was in and stressed out when they asked me: "what can I do next" until Liz was my mouthpiece and said in front of everyone: "Yeah Carrie, we know you can't focus on packing and direct moving at the same time. I'll come back later." And I could have kissed her right there in front of everybody.
Today after everyone left I went to get to work "focusing on packing" but became exhausted. This was a problem because our bed is packed. So Liz let me sleep in her bed for a 30min nap that turned into 2 hours.
Today I started packing again and felt those big emotions come up so I took a break to blog about them.
Today is not the best day I've ever had... but at least I'm okay.