Delayed
So today is the big moving day, yet here in my apartment I sit. Apparently, the moving van/truck broke down on its way here. They were originally supposed to arrive at my place at 9am or 10am and now it's after 1pm. Supposedly, they'll be here around 2:30pm or 3pm. Sigh. I'm so anxious and my stomach is in knots. This is normal for me for a moving day, but if the day had gone the way it was supposed to, I'd already be on the road getting the hell out of here.
Thank G-d for my laptop. My TV (and everything else) is packed and I'm too anxious to read. I went out and returned my DVR to the cable company and got lunch. Now I'm back and kind of just wandering around and feeling my stomach do flips. I'm about to go take Lucy for walk so that should pass some time.
I didn't go to bed until around 3:30am and didn't sleep well at all. I got up at 7am and ran around showering and getting dressed in anticipation of the movers because I had no idea when they'd actually arrive. I just hope they show up when they're supposed this afternoon. Sigh...
Thank G-d for my laptop. My TV (and everything else) is packed and I'm too anxious to read. I went out and returned my DVR to the cable company and got lunch. Now I'm back and kind of just wandering around and feeling my stomach do flips. I'm about to go take Lucy for walk so that should pass some time.
I didn't go to bed until around 3:30am and didn't sleep well at all. I got up at 7am and ran around showering and getting dressed in anticipation of the movers because I had no idea when they'd actually arrive. I just hope they show up when they're supposed this afternoon. Sigh...