I moved back home 3 years ago when my mom had surgery but I've kept that fact off line until now.
I'm not really sure why I did that, because these past 3 years with my mom have been a gift.
A beautiful gift of time and love and patience for both of us. A gift I still wish I was experiencing, but a gift I am incredibly grateful to have been given none the less.
Now that the house is under contract, I'm moving again - VERY SOON, which is why the blog posts haven't been daily this week.
The whole thing is really hard. Hard to sort and go through all her things, as well as my own.
Hard to realize that now, where ever I live will be my only home, because I no longer have parents to go home too when I miss them or it's Thanksgiving, or life gets complicated and I just need to be mothered.
But I am my mother's daughter and I am doing it.
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So like I mentioned, I'm moving and cleaning out my mom's house now that it's under contract.
Things that aren't going to family members are being sold and that's an interesting experience to say the least.
It's weird having people go through the house while you're in it, and that's all I'm going to say on that subject right now.
Currently, I'm surrounded by moving boxes, trash bags, moving boxes, shred bags, shlep bags, and more moving boxes, all in various states of being filled.
I'll be moving in shifts in the next 8 days - The first shift is stuff I'm taking is furniture that belonged to my mom. The following shifts will be broken down into things I own currently and things that will be going into storage. I'm also getting rid of a of a lot of stuff, which is good. But just because it's good doesn't make it easy.
I'm also working, which is the only thing that is keeping me normal right now. Work = normal. And I'm all for normal!
Anyway with all the move stuff going on, I've miss-placed (and found) my Green OneTouch Ultra Mini twice in the past few days and my phone charger twice in the past week.
What has this taught me?
1. People (including myself) have a lot of shit
2. People with diabetes need a game plan for The whirling dervish known as the pre, during, and post move activities.
Kelly's Diabetes Packing Whirling Dervish Game Plan;
1. I now keep my meter in my handbag at all times, so I know where it is. Same goes for my house/car keys
2. I keep spare infusion sets and reservoirs in the butter compartment along with my insulin so I always have a set when needed
3. By the front door is a duffel bag where I keep my phone charger, computer charger, two boxes of infusion sets, reservoirs, glucose tabs, larabars and test strips. I also have extra socks & underwear in said bag because I'm weird that way
4. A full bottle of juice is in the fridge at all times, same goes for soy milk, Edy's popsicles, 1/2 and 1/2, and coffee
5. On the kitchen table in various files are important papers (both personally and professionally,) that I need to have on hand
6. There is a a package of pump batteries in the fridge and a package of pump batteries in my handbag
7. Get a bigger handbag with a light colored interior so you can find everything quickly
8. Hand soap is key because cleaning out your parents house means you washing your hands like a million times a day
9. If you're scheduled to go on a trip 5 days after you move - PACK YOUR SUITCASE NOW
10. There is a bottle of Cupcake Vineyards Red Velvet wine on the counter, un-opened. Just in case ;)
What tricks did you (or do you) have up your sleeve when it comes to moving and or moving with diabetes?
2 comments:
Hey... love the blog! My only advice would be to order out the day of the move. Or do something easy, like sandwiches. Finding all the kitchen stuff after the move can be hard too. And if you have helpers, they will appreciate the pizza, sandwiches, etc.
I have a feeling that this move is bittersweet, but will be great for you in the future. Good luck!
I like #7. There is a guy that I used to work with that interviewed wearing his (much smaller) wife's knee-high stockings because his black dress socks matched the inside of the black bag when they switched suitcases. LOL!
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