I'm at G's house taking up residence in an extra bedroom. I feel okay. Won't say there hasn't been anxiety and a few panic attacks but overall I feel like I've taken this pretty well - I should I had a lot of time to prepare. I panic mostly when I think I've forgotten something that I can't find.
Today I went over to the house to pick up any mail that was left and to look for a small box I can't find (it has all my nail trimming tools in it and my daily wear charm necklace) I thought I packed it in the van weeks before the big move out but I have no idea where I put it heh.
The cats have taken well to moving from a whole house to a single room. I'm thinking this was probably a good down-sizing exercise for them since the next one moves us into a 19' living space. They worked out some grumbling but no real fights which is a plus.
The weather today looks pretty crappy so I guess I won't be tearing out the inside of the van (figures because yesterday I reorganized most of it) to look for this missing box. I think I may have put it under the plywood shelf in the tub but it's going to take some unstacking to get to it.
So begins this chapter. I plan on starting the next chapter in April right after my birthday. That's when I'll move into the van full time.