Attitude adjustment

OK, I am just going to say it, I feel overwhelmed and out of control! Though I must say that very few of the things that are overwhelming me have much to do with me. Yes having to jump through hoops to get this short sale under way and finished is no fun, especially the part where I have to explain my "hardship" that is necessitating the sale. Can I please not have to write it all down again? Apparently not. And if the unknown person that reads my hardship letter deems it not a bad enough hardship, the whole thing falls through. That and I have to do a personal financial statement, something that always gives me the willies. Other than those things and staring down the gun barrel of making the week long drive across the country with two dogs (one who has been prone to surprise intermittent massive diarrhea lately) and packing up my home of 9 years and figuring out how to make a living, it is a small part of those things that I am having difficulty motivating myself to do. I think that having to clean up dog poop in strange places 3 times in the past twelve hours and getting yelled at and apologized to over and over again while doing the onerous task has something to do with my apathetic lethargy. It is time to leave folks, and it is true, you can never go home again. That is if you want to retain your sanity and still feel good about who you are. So I am some how going to try to pull off a major attitude adjustment in the next few minutes. I have called my support systems and feel a little better right now, at least I'm not crying at present. I've printed off some templates for hardship letters and financial statements and a document that was supposed to be in Phoenix yesterday. So I am off to get the mail, packing boxes, candles, a yardstick, money, snacks, fishing line and various and other sundries that I hope I remember when I am in the store. I am not going to fix supper before I leave or go to the dump even though I think the foundation of the house is settling from all the thing that are piled in the pantry. I am going to just do what is in front of me and stop worrying about hurricanes and family ties that bind and gag. See you on the flip flop.