Productive Day, But No Packing Help
Successful morning. Had my blood test, mailed the return packages, dropped stuff at the thrift store, and got Zara's meds. Now I get to eat! (It was a fasting blood test.)
My classmates are saying that the programming final is the world's longest test. Oh, this week is going to suck, but I'll live through it.
Hmm. Can't get in touch with my pet sitter, who's supposed to come pack. I hope that she's okay, but she probably forgot. I've texted and called her. I swept the floor and am going to mop next (done). Called and made an appointment to have my washer looked at.
Finished my extra-credit problem. Now to tackle the final exam....I've decided that I'm not going to hear from my pet sitter, so I'm going to take a short nap before I tackle the final. My pet sitter just called. She had fallen asleep. She said that she will be off work tomorrow too, so she can do some packing. Slept hard and overslept. But I needed the sleep. My bed just has a hollow for me to sleep because I turfed stuff out of the closet.
I found my umbrella. Yay! It's going to rain tomorrow.
One of my classmates says that she's so excited that I'm going to move to the area, which is really nice.
I ordered a boot tray for the new house. I want to keep the carpet clean, so I'm going to have a "no shoes in the house" rule.
I made a start on my exam, but my brain just went into vaporlock. I'm going to do a little more packing and mopping, and call it a night.