tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62364787312074029082011-07-28T12:03:55.998-07:00erynthenerdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18074670866239358213noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236478731207402908.post-52335928674051463222009-06-02T23:17:00.000-07:002009-06-02T23:10:06.760-07:00

Boyfriend and I opened a storage unit for my mom and I and we made the 85-mile trip with our first load tonight. There were several things that could have gone differently. First, I had to be up at 4:00 this morning and needed a nap after work. I napped until almost 4:00. Second, nothing had been loaded into the truck while I was napping and it took more than two hours to get everything on-board.

erynthenerdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18074670866239358213noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236478731207402908.post-66984152663288208792009-05-27T23:00:00.000-07:002009-05-27T23:19:48.682-07:00

Since my episode last week I've been doing a pretty good job with the whole not-getting-hysterical thing. Of course, this is mostly because I avoid talking about the move and whenever someone at work says they're going to miss me I shrug it off and change the subject. Today I had a customer who is a friend of my grandparents and who has known me since I was a toddler. She is said how much she's

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I had a major meltdown at work the other day as the reality of moving crashed down on me. I had been pretty good about not really saying anything, and then I went and told someone that we were having a moving sale and there would be 23 years of stuff to get rid of. The MS has caused major problems in the part of my brain that controls emotions and the meltdown quickly escalated to something

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Since I was 4 years old my mom has lived in the same house and I've spent the majority of the last 24 years in that house with her. A couple of years ago she was crossing the parking lot at work and slipped on the extremely treacherous and icy pavement and tore her ACL. She has had surgery to rebuild her knee and is able to go back to work, but work in a small town is pretty scarce and money has

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