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Originally Posted by Nammu
Oh, what a day. I had plans to pack but my middle sister didn’t come so I had to help with the garage sale and emptying out mum’s stuff. Uff da, it’s hard seeing all mum’s life reduced to a garage sale. But no way am I ready to move Sunday! So much stuff needs to be done. It’s overwhelming. And I’m so limited in what I can do with my back. I just bend over and I break out in a sweat from the pain. I keep telling myself it’s not forever. This will end. Poor sir, he doesn’t know what’s going on except that furnishings keep disappearing. I dread Sunday. I’m so glad I have family to help.
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Moving is so difficult. I'm glad you have family to help. And poor Sir - one of our kitties was so distressed during the move when all the movers were taking everything. She got up top of the kitchen cabinets and howled! Poor girl. But she's fine now of course - sitting on the back of the sofa behind me.