I feel caught adrift in an ocean I don't want to be on. I have a to-do list as long as both of my arms and although I know I should be packing I find myself walking around trying to find anything to do to avoid packing. I get some boxes, marker, tape. Then I decide to quickly check my email first... for 45 minutes. Don't I need to bake some cookies right now? Maybe I could just sit down and read for a minute or two.
Speaking of reading, I find it interesting how the genre of my recent Amazon purchases has changed in just one short year. These are the most recent to come into my mailbox.
Even my magazine subscriptions are drastically different from one year ago. No more yoga journal, alternative medicine or Victoria. Instead, they are replaced with nitty gritty how-to offerings. So interesting and right up my alley.
All this to say, I don't like the "in between". I don't feel comfortable there at all. I am not so good at living in two places at once and I look forward with eager anticipation when I can live in one space. A house divided will not stand. Turns out to be very true for me and my divided life at the moment.