I woke up this morning and realized that in a couple of weeks I will pay another mortgage payment on a house I haven't lived in for a year. And no one else has lived there either. That's beyond crazy.
Even crazier, all my stuff is still in it as if I live there. Walk in it today and it looks like it did while I was living there...and sometimes I go over there and watch TV as if I still live in this house. I know my neighbors think I am crazy.
So this weekend is the weekend I will get up off my lazy ass and get in there and start moving stuff out, tagging stuff for sale/giveaway and calling folks to make arrangements to repair the one or two things that need fixing and engage some movers and a storage facility so I can finally put this house on the market and move all the way in with my husband.