Oy, vey! And more expressions like it, my stress level is so high at this point I'm beginning to sweat stress (all said in Joisey Jewish muther accent - kinda like Kawfee Twalk). Between trying to finish up duties at work - my last day's May 14 YAY! - and packing and trying to find the cheapest, easiest way to truck 3095 miles across America, I'm almost a dead beet (gushing maroon blood all over the place). I've got double work as I try to finish up upcoming shows, website requirements, and training a co-worker. I just want to stop, and say, hey you know what, I really couldn't care less at this point, I'm driving 3000 miles to get out of this place!. But one must be civil, because one never knows what comes along further down the road when looking for another job. Your old boss, may just be your new boss.
So, it costs an arm and a leg to rent a moving truck to drive more than 3000 miles across the country. My options: leave everything behind and buy a one way ticket. But of course, I can't leave the poor dog, all my shoes, and my compuer (horror of horrors to be without my files and shoes!). They just wouldn't fit on a single plane. So, I've definitely got to come up with a feasible road trip.
Also, the stress of trying to get rid of stuff you don't really need/use/want anymore is a feat in of itself. I've got eBay, but it simply takes me hours to list items - I'm meticulous in descriptions, and I've always got my marketing brain still working overtime trying to make the item sound irrisistable. Sometimes I just want to put a picture of the damn thing and let it speak its thousand words. But of course, you'd get a flood of e-mail asking a gazillion questions. I already do. Questions like "is this item used?" when it says right at the top of the description "BRAND NEW". On many occassions I've been tempted to e-mail back a response: "What do you think?", or ignore the e-mail and accept the fact that stupid people and idiots populate more than half of the world and don't deserve such an intelligent response as "NO, IT IS BRAND NEW", but that would elicit a flame war and no customers - one reason I could never be in sales or retail.
I'll be glad when I've sold everything I never even needed in the first place, have finished packing, and am the front door of our Joisey appartment, eating pork roll and taylor ham, calling myself Pawleen.
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