Surrounded by boxes.

My life is again changing completely. After the last PET scan said I was clear, I got a notice from my management company. I'm moving.

Here's part of the financial challenges of single women. I don't have a second income. It's all me. That's why I chose my insurance the way I did. I've got short term disability (haven't been able to make them pay yet.. but I've got it..) I've liquidated assets. I can't borrow money (to buy a place) or rent an apartment (no income, no track record with disability)

Moving is also expensive. I need a truck. I can't lift heavy boxes. Fortunately, I can pack my own boxes.. and I have friends who have given my boxes. Slowly, the condo is becoming filled with boxes.

By tonight, I want everything packed, except clothing for tomorrow. That means I can start cleaning.. and be ready for the truck...

As I clean, I'm finding lots of memories, and dust. The memories are making me cry, the dust is making my lungs hurt..


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