Moving...Right Along

If you've ever moved by yourself, with no movers in sight, you should know just how I feel. Tired. Sore. Cranky. Anxious.
The anxiety is the one overwhelming me at the moment. What if I don't get finished in time? I have until July 1st...but I got the horrible, sinking feeling today that this will never end. I know it will end, I mean, at some point you die, right? That sounded morbid. Still, it was the thought that crossed my mind as I stared at a living room filled with junk I have no clue what to do with.
I haven't moved often, maybe twice, so forgive me if I seem amatuerish at the whole process. Still, I'm convinced that my move has been more harrowing than others. I live in a family of 5 and all of us have collected quite a number of things over the years. Moving has been a combination of giving things to charity, throwing things away, and the scary part: packing.
Certain things help me maintain some small semblance of sanity. One of those things is my upcoming cookie business. After we are moved into our beautiful new kitchen I hope to start on building the business. Believe you me, the legal aspect doesn't thrill me...but the cookie aspect does. I know there are a gazillion from home cookie businesses, so what makes mine different? Me.
Well, I've spent too much time away from my boxes and permanent marker. Till next time,
The Cookie Girl