Last week a lot of things broke loose for me, and the disability situation felt a little bit less hopeless. But now it's Monday, and the anxiety levels are creeping up again. I have 21 days to get my Social Security straightened out and keep my insurance, pack up the apartment, have a huge apartment sale, and donate the rest. You can barely walk for all the junk in my living room right now. And then it looks like I'm headed for a lay over in Massachusetts.
Honestly, I think the Massachusetts part is adding to my stress levels. Mom and Dad have a nice house, and there's certainly room for me to crash there for a while. But other than closing myself in the bedroom, there's not much room for privacy. I'm used to being on my own, and I'm not looking forward to suddenly being in a three person household.
As far as the physical sorting and packing goes, it's pretty overwhelming right now. There's just SO MUCH to do, and I'm not sure what to concentrate on next. It's all complicated by the fact that as much as I want to just have Goodwill come in and haul it all away, I really need whatever cash a sale will bring in. A friend and her son will be coming by tomorrow to help, so maybe I can get some of the stuff that's not likely to sell out of the house. It would be nice to be able to move around without tripping.
Am I blathering? I feel like I'm blathering. But I've got to let some of this out or I'm going to explode. My own blog is the safest place to do it right now.
On Friday I hired a law firm to help with the Social Security appeal. Hopefully I'll find out who my contact there is today. I'm also waiting to hear back from the insurance guy about some issues with my long term disability. There's so much to do, so little time to do it in, and I'm WAITING. Really, it's a very good thing no one will be taking my blood pressure today.
I think I'm just going to pick a direction and start working. It's not like there aren't piles of crap everywhere you look.