PCStressing

Oh, Goody Goody Gumdrops! Really? We have Orders? Moving again, so soon? I can hardly wait!

OK, fine. That's what I was thinking (with a heavy shot of sarcasm) on 23 December when that little piece of paperwork was emailed to Man. Only a mere 11 days after that little surprise email offering a really cool job in DC. We all know I am a huge fan of modern technology, but quite frankly, I've had enough of this official business stuff to last me a while. I just want to get back to what's really important, like Facebooking & Blogging. And, the time to enthusiastically do a bang-up job on both.

So, here I am on Blogger making an extreme effort to put together a few coherent thoughts. It's not easy this week. Hot on the heels of the Orders, was a nasty cold virus (for me & the Man-Flu for Man), Christmas, our anniversary & shipping my car. Not to mention a few emergency trips on the Troc Circuit attempting to purchase every last piece of Belgian resale goodness that our Household Goods maximum will allow.

My brain is a total mush that can not be totally blamed on the vino or the NyQuil. WonderWoman called me the other day & it's was difficult to put together my thoughts without the background PCS-distraction rearing its ugly head. I'm sure that was an extremely fun converstaion for her suffer through. Sorry, WW, I promise to do better next time!

While the verbal part of my brain is attempting a conversation, the visual part of my brain is flipping through pictures as fast as their little synapses can carry them. I flash from the current state of disarray of my Haus to putting away Christmas decorations to cooking & emptying out the freezer to cardboard boxes to boxes of Thrift Shop donations to living in a hotel for a month to sitting next to MiniMe for a TransAtlantic flight to sleeping on the floor in our new Haus to DC traffic to maybe applying for a (real) job. That plus more keeps flipping through my mind's eye quicker than a Vegas dealer could ever imagine. Seriously, this is not a PCS for me, it's a PCStress.

Here's the current mess in my kitchen. Dishwasher is full of clean dishes, sink full of dirty. Oh, and yes, MiniMe did dress herself today. Laze-E, too.

My Desk. And this is after a 30 minute job to dejunk.

Most of what's out needs to be organized & probably hand-carried on our journey. Now that I look more closely, I need to deal with that stack of Kindergarten papers. Sigh. And, yes, that is a large black hole where the printer is supposed to be. I think it's downstairs, maybe it has something to do with faxing the lease for the new Haus?

This is the other half of my office. It's not the cute little picture I posted on Facebook a few days ago when I was bragging about my Troc purchases. This would be how it looks after I pile up unaccompanied baggage that will be picked up tomorrow. What you can't see in the picture is the mattress off the couch. I'm really hoping they will pack it since I consider it a brilliant solution to living in a rental Haus without our stuff for a month.

So, how am I holding up? Uh, not so well this time. I think I've just done this so much in the last 4 years that I am PCS-depleted. Used up.

The good news? Once we get orders I refuse to dust or mop. That will save me precious time that can be better spent popping a cork.

So, where's the humor in all this? Flashback to October:

Man: Hey, Frau. We don't want to move to DC, do we? I applied for a job but there's no way they'll pick me.