Maybe I should just stay here. Like, forever.
God, I hate packing. HATE IT. Which makes sense, because I'm BAD at it. I'm constantly packing things and then thinking, "Well, I did that totally wrong. Way to waste time!" Also, I didn't realize how hard it would be to do all this without a car. I have lots of boxes to mail in advance, but no good way to get them to the post office (actually, the really difficult part of getting them to the post office is finding parking close enough); clothes to give away, but no good way to get them to where they need to go; and other stuff I'm sure I need to do, but... you get the drill.
Yuck. Yuck yuck yuck. Well, I've listed the furniture I need to get rid of and four Nene Thomas prints on Freecycle. I'm nearly down to the irritating odds-and-ends phase, though not quite. ARRRRGH.
Oh, and I have a full 28-pound bucket of cat litter. I bought it before I knew I'd be moving so soon. I can't just get rid of it -- I will use it, after all, and that stuff's not so cheap -- but what a ridiculous thing to have to pack!
Yuck. Yuck yuck yuck. Well, I've listed the furniture I need to get rid of and four Nene Thomas prints on Freecycle. I'm nearly down to the irritating odds-and-ends phase, though not quite. ARRRRGH.
Oh, and I have a full 28-pound bucket of cat litter. I bought it before I knew I'd be moving so soon. I can't just get rid of it -- I will use it, after all, and that stuff's not so cheap -- but what a ridiculous thing to have to pack!