Beginning the Final Countdown . . .

Well, it's really happening! 10 days left and counting. My flight has been booked and the movers have been reserved. And, today, I finally experienced mountainous feelings of self-doubt and overwhelming stress. I decided to let myself sleep in for a while this morning in an effort to decompress.

After getting a slow start this morning, I left the house and headed for the "No Sales Tax" weekend event at OSH in the hopes of finding the necessary tools to complete my last DIY project at my little home here in So-Cal. After locating a handful of sharp looking wood finish samples for only $0.29 each and a sturdy spackle spatula for less than $2.00, I was able to return home with the goal of repairing a hole in the wall of my bathroom and an acetone induced injury to my dining table earlier this year.

Success! I managed to patch the hole and in so doing, secure a full refund of my security deposit when I move next week. I then moved on to my beautiful table, which was a bit more injured than the bathroom wall. But, I think I managed to do it. It's now ready for its debut on Craigslist and eventually its migration to its new home. I am melancholy about our separation. My table was my first major furniture purchase as an adult; it made me feel all "grown up"--I suppose now it's going to make me finally feel like a true business professional when I thoughtlessly discard it along my journey to the East.

Now I am off to find moving boxes---its proving to be more difficult than I thought it would!