Once Again I Need Help

My small group is going over to the old house on Sunday to help me finish cleaning and packing and moving. I hate needing so much help. I don't understand why I can't just do it on my own. Ugh. But at least there are people who will help. I can't imagine having no one to help when I really needed it. My friends and family in Christ are one of my biggest praises. My real family is fantastic, too. But the others do it just out of the love God is pouring through them. But the house should be done at least. I'm worried about going today to get the dresser out of Eric's dad's truck since it is super heavy and there will only be a few of us. AAHHHH!!!!!!