Living Among The Boxes
Wow.
Weekend was chock-full of packing.
Well....almost.
Does all night Friday and most of yesterday add up to "chock-full"?
Happily, I think I may very well be able to finish up getting the god-awful attic packed by the end of the week. There is just SO much up there ! And it surprising to see just how much stuff I used to have in my old apartment that I STILL haven't unpacked since I moved in with J.
J has COMPLETELY deconstructed the computer room...and it's SCARY to go in there. For as long as we've been together I've NEVER seen the room like that. All of the desks are in pieces and there's only 1...YES ! ONE !....computer up and running.
Now.
We just need the dumbass sellers to get off of their butts and finish up their end of the deal so we can close !
Origianlly we were supposed to be moving on the 28th of this month (closing on the 27th) but at the rate we're going we'll be lucky to close by Christmas !
That being the case, this whole living out of boxes thing is going to be getting REALLY old REALLY quick ...even more than usual.
We went to bed around midnight ... and I woke up considerably later than my usual 6:15....yet I'm STILL exhausted and have been toying with the idea of using a sick day. I could tell them I hurt my back while packing and that I want to take the day to lay low. However, that god-damned work ethic of mine won't allow for it. We have WAY too much going on these days for me to take a sick day...and "the man" has been so good about taking everything in stride. One can never really tell what will set him off....and I'd like to NOT find out that my taking a sick day is one of those things.
sigh
Don't want to go to work.
Must pry self out of cozy robe, shove cat off lap, and go get ready to face yet another Monday in hell.
Hopefully it will go quickly.
Weekend was chock-full of packing.
Well....almost.
Does all night Friday and most of yesterday add up to "chock-full"?
Happily, I think I may very well be able to finish up getting the god-awful attic packed by the end of the week. There is just SO much up there ! And it surprising to see just how much stuff I used to have in my old apartment that I STILL haven't unpacked since I moved in with J.
J has COMPLETELY deconstructed the computer room...and it's SCARY to go in there. For as long as we've been together I've NEVER seen the room like that. All of the desks are in pieces and there's only 1...YES ! ONE !....computer up and running.
Now.
We just need the dumbass sellers to get off of their butts and finish up their end of the deal so we can close !
Origianlly we were supposed to be moving on the 28th of this month (closing on the 27th) but at the rate we're going we'll be lucky to close by Christmas !
That being the case, this whole living out of boxes thing is going to be getting REALLY old REALLY quick ...even more than usual.
We went to bed around midnight ... and I woke up considerably later than my usual 6:15....yet I'm STILL exhausted and have been toying with the idea of using a sick day. I could tell them I hurt my back while packing and that I want to take the day to lay low. However, that god-damned work ethic of mine won't allow for it. We have WAY too much going on these days for me to take a sick day...and "the man" has been so good about taking everything in stride. One can never really tell what will set him off....and I'd like to NOT find out that my taking a sick day is one of those things.
sigh
Don't want to go to work.
Must pry self out of cozy robe, shove cat off lap, and go get ready to face yet another Monday in hell.
Hopefully it will go quickly.
posted by Sassy Southern Belle @ 7:11 AM
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