Weight is up today, but it's definitely an issue of having not had a BM yet today, so I have no fear.
I am ready to move!! Just waiting for the movers to arrive. Trying not to dread the unpacking process and just focus on the here and now. I hope I packed things well and that I can find what I need to find.
Funny story: the last time I moved was truly traumatic. I had been evicted because there was a new property owner who wanted to move into my apartment, which I loved and had lived in for 13 years. The new place had a slum lord who wasn't doing what he said he was going to do to prepare the space, so my move kept getting pushed back and I didn't know which way was up. Then, my father committed suicide two days after my move. And I couldn't find the box with my coffee in it. So, this time, I've been extra careful to not pack all my stuff for making coffee until the morning of the move so I don't have to be stranded without my morning comfort at any point, so I can move my electric kettle and coffee grinder and beans and pour over bodum and filters and . . . this morning I awoke to discover I couldn't find my permanent filter without which I cannot make coffee. I must have inadvertently thrown it away yesterday with the used grinds!! AHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA!!
I can't help but laugh at myself and my best laid plans. The universe wanted to remind me of how far I've come since my last move in August 2019, and yet how I am still in the same place in many ways. I'm ending my time in this apartment the way I began--without coffee--and yet I am a different person and in a different place on the inside.
I still had to drive to my local coffee shop to get my fix this morning when I realized green tea just wasn't going to cut it for such a big, stressful day. And you know what? It's fine. And I ordered a new replacement filter that will arrive tomorrow at the new house.
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