atalantapendrag | Trying to get through it

Yesterday my caseworker tried to help me fill out an inventory to send to some movers so they could give me quotes. So I spent most of the afternoon talking to potential movers on the phone, which was really unpleasant. One of them is sending someone this afternoon to do an on-site estimate *shudder* I sent my mom the detail I'd gotten from each one and talked to her on the phone. I also gave my caseworker her email address. I'm sure she thinks her rah-rah-you-can-do-it is some kind of encouraging pep talk but it just makes me feel worse, more overwhelmed and more alone.

Friday is when the housing authority inspection is supposed to take place at my new complex, and Monday I'll be calling them to make sure all went well. I'm running on a serious emotional spoon deficit right now. I really wish there was someone who could take care of me for just a few weeks :(