You know how, in horror movies, something will be happening and the character is trying to run somewhere, but the world seems to be in slow motion? And then suddenly, the slow motion (“running in molasses”) ends, and real-life speed ensues? At that moment, real-life speed seems REALLY fast!
I seem to be living that effect. The packing, sorting, organizing has been *seemingly* endless for the last two months. I have been working and working and working, and there is still a houseful of mess and nothing is ready to go to Cairo. We received our travel itinerary, and the endless plodding of the same old, same old, has ended. Everything is rushing in at seeming break-neck speed.
All the freight materials need to be packed and inventoried within the next week to 10 days. It will all disappear from our lives within the next 2 weeks – to reappear whenever Egyptian customs decides the time is right, insha’allah. We then have a week to live out of suitcases, clean the house, take everything else we own to either the Goodwill or the dump, before we climb on a plane. At that point, the reset button of my life gets pressed, and nothing is the same!
I am both excited and apprehensive about this. It has all seemed adventurous and fun until recently. Now the reality of the move and life change is coming to realization. I got over the first round of sorrow at letting go of things, and now I’m down to the last (and often most tenderly loved) items. They are now going away. The sadness is weighing in and tinging the excitement right now.
We have a set deadline for leaving, and all this WILL get done. Unfortunately it is all on me for this, as Jack is working right up until we leave. That puts extra pressure on me to make sure that everything is done correctly for two people’s lives for the next two years. Everyone keeps telling me it will be fine. I’m sure that everyone is right, and all will happen – One way or another. I am just plunging, headlong, into this adventure and I’m not sure where I’m going to end up!