Purging

I'm in purge mode again and it is both cathartic and depressing at the same time.  Everything in this house has memories to either T's parents or grandparents or mine.  I have to close down the emotions otherwise I'm a puddle of goo with every object I touch.

It's still going to be at least a month before we're living in the house.  Still too much to purge, pack and move...the thrift stores in town love seeing me drive up.

I just want to be done now. 

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