I'm still packing!
This evening concludes weekend #2 of the packing, and I'm definitely seeing a lot of progress. I think most of what's left, other than the clean laundry on the couch, are food/kitchen stuff, and things I use often.
I ran out of boxes yesterday, just as Gerry dropped by unexpectedly. We took a field trip to the mall, where we jacked a bunch of big boxes, and then Gerry bought me a hot dog! I hadn't realized that I was hungry because of the Adderal, but once I started eating, it was oh so yummy.
I started to get depressed (yet again... I'm getting sick of this) in the evening, probably because I'm used to spending my Saturday nights with Russ, but this weekend he's finishing up all his end-o-semester reports, exams, etc. But he did come by for a few minutes and it really cheered me up.
Unfortunately, after he left, I still couldn't sleep because of the lasting effects of the drogas. Oh, and I woke up this morning at 5:30. I learned that other people do laundry at 6am on Sunday mornings. I think they're crazy.
I dismantled my wardrobe today, with only minor injuries, and separated my clothes into a "summer" pile and a "post-summer" pile, and packed the latter away in a big stolen box.
Oh! And I caulked the bathtub. That thing is a bitch to use.
Trying to be done with the packing by Friday before I leave for the cruise. I'm almost there. Soooo close! Because I rock.
I ran out of boxes yesterday, just as Gerry dropped by unexpectedly. We took a field trip to the mall, where we jacked a bunch of big boxes, and then Gerry bought me a hot dog! I hadn't realized that I was hungry because of the Adderal, but once I started eating, it was oh so yummy.
I started to get depressed (yet again... I'm getting sick of this) in the evening, probably because I'm used to spending my Saturday nights with Russ, but this weekend he's finishing up all his end-o-semester reports, exams, etc. But he did come by for a few minutes and it really cheered me up.
Unfortunately, after he left, I still couldn't sleep because of the lasting effects of the drogas. Oh, and I woke up this morning at 5:30. I learned that other people do laundry at 6am on Sunday mornings. I think they're crazy.
I dismantled my wardrobe today, with only minor injuries, and separated my clothes into a "summer" pile and a "post-summer" pile, and packed the latter away in a big stolen box.
Oh! And I caulked the bathtub. That thing is a bitch to use.
Trying to be done with the packing by Friday before I leave for the cruise. I'm almost there. Soooo close! Because I rock.