Moving
I prefer simple. Losing my mind feels like a strong possibility if there are too many potential outcomes produced from an equal number of potential processes. Circumstances, on occasion, present themselves in such a way that multi-tasking appears to be the most efficient solution, causing any thoughts I currently posses to hide among the fog that now occupies my brain. Like I said, I prefer simple. Moving is NOT simple. It's a constant multi-step process of decision-making. Should I keep? Should I sell? Should I ship? Should I store? Why do I even own this? And all of these questions lead up to the mother of all moving questions: How do I say goodbye well? In the midst of trying to take care of every one of my material possessions, I'm also trying to communicate love and appreciation to those that have invested in me and those that I've invested in. Emotionally, I'm spent. Mentally, I'm exhausted. Physically, I'm dragging. And spiritually, a Psalm is beating m...