tetris.
still packing all the crap at home, started on the sister's books last night. in my bid to pack everything to the brim with no holes I feel like I'm playing this weird version of tetris. I have to kinda sort the books according to size, and then stuff the books in various directions so that the box is packed tightly. and all weird holes are filled up with the craziest things like stuffed toys and towels.
oh, not forgetting the 2 tubes of vitamin C. hey they fit okay...
I'm half hoping the study room books will be a bit more cooperative. totally stuffin' them today. I'll see if I can stuff all this tonight, then maybe I'll start reconsidering going for the wedding. I half want to go because I did intend to go, but at the same time I recognise that it'll be half the day gone or more, and I think both my dad and my blood pressure might hit the ceiling.
meanwhile I need to ask my mum where are those clothes racks the movers promised to provide. if they're not coming I'll start packing my less used clothes away. or actually I just need to leave a week's worth behind or so? moving next week anyway.
I'm not really sure why I'm updating all these things when nobody needs to care that I'm moving and I can't even explain the craziness at home from volatile dad to blithering mum. and actually at the end of everything, I just can't wait to dump the boxes in the new place, and then I can have my life back. I've had to postpone meetings, swap stuff, take a hiatus and then face 2 old folks who drive me and each other crazy.
pffffft.
oh, not forgetting the 2 tubes of vitamin C. hey they fit okay...
I'm half hoping the study room books will be a bit more cooperative. totally stuffin' them today. I'll see if I can stuff all this tonight, then maybe I'll start reconsidering going for the wedding. I half want to go because I did intend to go, but at the same time I recognise that it'll be half the day gone or more, and I think both my dad and my blood pressure might hit the ceiling.
meanwhile I need to ask my mum where are those clothes racks the movers promised to provide. if they're not coming I'll start packing my less used clothes away. or actually I just need to leave a week's worth behind or so? moving next week anyway.
I'm not really sure why I'm updating all these things when nobody needs to care that I'm moving and I can't even explain the craziness at home from volatile dad to blithering mum. and actually at the end of everything, I just can't wait to dump the boxes in the new place, and then I can have my life back. I've had to postpone meetings, swap stuff, take a hiatus and then face 2 old folks who drive me and each other crazy.
pffffft.