Storm front has brought on a migraine. MonyMony has curled up napwise in my lap. This is my entire plan for the day, apparently.

Tuning out the news this week and staying off social media so I can calm my anxiety. Instead of worrying, I’m going to stay busy with clearing this house, calling an auctioneer for the furnishings, calling to donate a boat to NPR, getting an appraisal for high-priced items (🤞🏼), and taking unused clothing to Goodwill.

MonyMony wants to spend the day napping on my lap. She might be onto something.

Early to rise means an early bedtime at the end of the day. Tomorrow, I’ve got no alarm set and no agenda other than some vague chores that might just wait until Monday because I’ve had enough of today. Stay safe, y’all.

We keep coming across things that were my dad’s. My aunt made a small quilt wall-hanging for his 75th birthday that everyone signed. We never hung it up, but letting go of it now that he’s gone along with several of those signing family members is like…ugh. But we have no use for it. It’s been sat in a drawer for almost 20 years. And looking at it makes mom and me both sad. So…trash? No one else wants it. There’s no one to give it to. So..sigh. Trash.

Figuring out logistics of moving to Europe and still retain a few precious things from our old life testing my Tetris skills to the max. “How many precious things can I cram into suitcases without going over the weight limit?”

Sorting through stuff to donate today. Clothes, winter gear, board games, etc. In amongst ordinary things are a few expensive items with a lot of life left in them. Someone will be happy to get a nice leather jacket or a few formal designer dresses we no longer need.

Tonight, Mom and I told my sister and brother-in-law we plan to move to Northern Spain. Permanently. After a long conversation, they understand why. Finances, politics, climate are all factors. This move is a huge change. We’ve lived in this area since 1977. Selling 99% of all we own is daunting. But Dad dying was a huge change too, and we overcame it. We’ve faced monumental challenges in the past. This one is going to be an adventure. We’re excited to start a new chapter.

Taking a mental health break from online places for a few days. See you soonish.

*quietly filling out immigration visa forms for Spain*

I took five brown grocery sacks full of clothes and towels to Goodwill yesterday. Today, I bagged up seven black trash bags full of clutter to throw out. I’ve also got three boxes of books to donate to the library tomorrow. Plus I got mom to agree to selling some things in an auction. Feeling pretty accomplished! We have a long way to go before we can put the house on the market next year, but we will get there.
💃🏼🪩🕺🏻

The momma and I are going to Spain in November for our birthdays, and given the current state of *gestures wildly* EVERYTHING, I am mentally packing already.

Mona just used her word buttons to tell me, “Delia…good morning…go kitchen…Mona…cookie.”

My dog speaks in paragraphs.

I can’t with this debate. I cannot. It’s not a debate. It’s Trump spouting lies.

SOLD!