I'm cold and wet from my walk between the train and work. Everything in my bag got soaked from how miserably the wind and rain attacked.
This weekend is going to suck. FI committed to fixing 2 people's cars (nothing on any of our cars that need to be fixed, of course) on Saturday. He's awesome at this stuff and I love how he takes care of everyone. While he's doing that, I'll be handling laundry, groceries, and trying to make his son do the homework that he put off for all of spring break. Plus I get to buy more moving supplies and do the paperwork on a storage locker.
We begin the clean out of my apartment Sunday. We've been living together for 8+ months but I kept my apartment up until now. A total waste of money but my last serious relationship ended so badly that I was scared to give up my home (something he respected as he's been around the block before too). The lease is finally ending and neither of us has any worries about this working so it's time to get rid of it. But, of course, there was work that needed to be done on his house before we could make space for my stuff. None of that work has been done (we'll blame a combination of health issues, bad weather, and the overly optimistic idea that we have all the time in the world) so my crap's going into storage. I have until the end of April to get my crap out. We have a few people helping with packing on Sunday (FI included) and I hired people/got a truck for 2 weekends later for the stuff to get moved out of the building and into the storage locker.
FI has foot surgery on Monday. It's minor (bone spurs in his big toe) but he's diabetic and had an ulcer that only finished healing a few months ago. He doesn't worry about these things at all and thinks he'll be back on his feet the next day. I know it's a minor thing but it scares me- and I know that it's going to be harder on him than he thinks. It's also lousy because of timing- he's not going to be able to help with the move, all of the car work that he's committed to has to be done before then, and he's not going to be able to work on a lot of the projects that he's planned for a while. I hate moving and tend to get overwhelmed with it and hate that I feel like I'm going to be doing it largely alone. The surgery is also happening sooner than we expected because of a change in scheduling. And I feel like an evil bitch because I'm making it about me when this surgery is about him.
So basically, I'm cold/wet, scared about FI, fussy about my upcoming move, and feeling like a terrible person.