Count Down
OK, so they have moved out. We get the key on Monday. So I've started packing things up. If I plan the meals for the next two days, I can probably pack all the nonperishable food and dishes as well. I hope I don't run out of boxes. Things never seem to add up quite the same when you pack them again. I'm already running low. But we did have Christmas, so that may be where some of the room is going.
I keep writing week-long do lists- scheduling what I'm going to do each day. Then I re-write is with variations. Or I write a What I Need to Do List and a What Justin Needs to Do List. Whoever reads my journal in a hundred years is going to think I'm crazy because I pretty much write the same thing over and over. I stopped couting down the days at the top of each entry and now, I just write out a mini-calendar of the days that are left. Scheduling, writing lists, and planning is all that's keeping me sane. I mean, I have an endless amount of time to just wait for the hours to pass by. Oh, I also looked up the addresses of places we will commonly go in Tooele and drew myself a little map. It's to keep in my car.
Yes, we have the GPS, Mom, but Justin wants that in his truck and I don't want to keep moving it from one car to another all the time. Besides, once I get used to Tooele, I won't need my little map anymore. I may not need it now. I've stared at it so much, I'm sure I have Tooele memorized. Everything is on main street anyway. It's not like anything will be hard to find. It's just another thing to keep me from going crazy.
I'm not sleeping very well. My guess is it's the stage of pregnancy I'm in. Never comfortable and always hot.
I keep writing week-long do lists- scheduling what I'm going to do each day. Then I re-write is with variations. Or I write a What I Need to Do List and a What Justin Needs to Do List. Whoever reads my journal in a hundred years is going to think I'm crazy because I pretty much write the same thing over and over. I stopped couting down the days at the top of each entry and now, I just write out a mini-calendar of the days that are left. Scheduling, writing lists, and planning is all that's keeping me sane. I mean, I have an endless amount of time to just wait for the hours to pass by. Oh, I also looked up the addresses of places we will commonly go in Tooele and drew myself a little map. It's to keep in my car.
Yes, we have the GPS, Mom, but Justin wants that in his truck and I don't want to keep moving it from one car to another all the time. Besides, once I get used to Tooele, I won't need my little map anymore. I may not need it now. I've stared at it so much, I'm sure I have Tooele memorized. Everything is on main street anyway. It's not like anything will be hard to find. It's just another thing to keep me from going crazy.
I'm not sleeping very well. My guess is it's the stage of pregnancy I'm in. Never comfortable and always hot.