REALITY SETS IN

It's seventeen days until departure.  I have to say at this point in time it's not all I  anticipated it to be.  My stomach chuns at night and I'm doing a lot of reading when I shoud be sleeping. For over a year and a half the excitement and anticipation was so great.  Now I have some anxiety. In the last few weeks the  momentous  task of getting my affairs in order is  at times overwhelning.  Forunately, a wonderful get together with friends from my Sunday School Class boosted my moral and a number of phone calls and notes from friends have also helped.  However,  those wonderful boosts don't diminish the anxiety that keeps creeping in.  Initially, I invisioned the house would be sold, the contents sold and I'd have plenty of time to get things in order but "life happens when  you are making plans.".   The house hasn't sold but I made the decision to empty the house before I leave.  The tag sale is next weekend so I have been busy getting all those things that I want out of the house.  It's a lot to go through.  As luck would have it I picked a weekend without looking at the calender and of course I picked the Easter weekend.  I should have a two day sale ( I have a lot of "stuff") but doesn't make sense because of Easter.  I look around at all my stuff and just wonder how it can sell in one day.  I guess we'll know next Sunday!  The nice thing is I don't have to dispose of anything that's left.  After Saturday I'll be out of the house.  I'm moving in with my real estate agent for the duration. I did mention that's my nephew, didn't I?