I've come to realize that while I don't mind that I'm going to be getting rid of all my belongings, I don't really want to see them go away. If I could do it any way I wanted, I'd leave here with my bags and let someone else do the sales and getting rid of the rest of it and just send me half the money.
Besides, where am I going to sleep?
Ah, pay no attention to me--I'm just beginning to feel the magnitude of getting the apartment all sorted out and figuring out how much I can take with me, etc. This is the part that's both exciting and terrifying. Most of the time it's exciting but periodically it gets a wee bit terrifying.