Three weeks and five days until I board the plane for Dublin. Holy shit. I need to GET RID of my stuff!!! Crunch time. Now this is very real.
There are a bunch of things I was waiting for mom to help me with. I want her to go through my yarn to see what she wants before I try to sell what's left or give it away. She wants to go through my dye. But other than that....these things are my responsibilities! I need to figure out a way to sell them. It is such a weird experience to watch my life going away in bits and pieces. But it isn't my life at all, just an accumulation of stuff.
Time for breakfast.