My zombiefication is going nicely, thank you
Tomorrow's moving day. I feel like I've forgotten something really important. I have booked a van, gotten some people to help me, all my boxes are packed, I'll get the keys tomorrow , I have tools, cleaning supplies, toilet paper (a few years ago I forgot the toilet paper, the movers were not happy), I have coffee-making supplies and snacks, curtains, lamps, carpets ... I also made a map, since I tend to get lost very easily.
Oh.
I forgot to defrost the freezer. That'll be fun to carry. Although if I unplug it just moments before it's carried to the van, it shouldn't leak water all over. If it does, I'll blame someone else.
I haven't been sleeping well lately, due to the stress-induced, brain-melting nightmares. So far the house has collapsed on us, fallen to a hole in the ground and burned. The van has flown away, crashed into a christmas tree and shrunken. The boxes have disappeared, burned or had their contents transformed into puppies. Scary puppies with giant, rotting teeth.
And none of my friends have noticed my not so subtle hints and invited me to a new year's party. Either all my friends have decided to celebrate the New Year in front of the tv or they are having a giant party and don't want me there. Since sleep deprivation makes me paranoid, I've decided they all must hate me.
Meh. Since I don't have any friends to rely on, I'll just have to pop all of the bubble-wrap myself. That'll teach them.
Oh.
I forgot to defrost the freezer. That'll be fun to carry. Although if I unplug it just moments before it's carried to the van, it shouldn't leak water all over. If it does, I'll blame someone else.
I haven't been sleeping well lately, due to the stress-induced, brain-melting nightmares. So far the house has collapsed on us, fallen to a hole in the ground and burned. The van has flown away, crashed into a christmas tree and shrunken. The boxes have disappeared, burned or had their contents transformed into puppies. Scary puppies with giant, rotting teeth.
And none of my friends have noticed my not so subtle hints and invited me to a new year's party. Either all my friends have decided to celebrate the New Year in front of the tv or they are having a giant party and don't want me there. Since sleep deprivation makes me paranoid, I've decided they all must hate me.
Meh. Since I don't have any friends to rely on, I'll just have to pop all of the bubble-wrap myself. That'll teach them.