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I'm exhausted. I've been moving since Sunday. The bulk of it is done, and has been since Sunday night, but there still so much to do. My room is a war zone. Ugh. On Sunday, we got everything (except my desk) down here from the old place and put the furniture in its right place, got all of my boxes into my room, stuff like that. Monday I had work and then we worked on the kitchen. Tuesday I worked at 5 am and then came home to clean out the entire basement, garage, and breezeway (which served as a catch all for basically everything we owned). I still need to wash all of my clothes, put them away, set up my desk, go through about 4 boxes of random stuff and find places for it all to go, and hang up stuff to make the walls not to white. I'm not looking forward to it.
Other things I'm not looking forward to? The next three weeks. For her graduation, my roommate is going to Europe for three weeks, meaning I get to live here, alone, in an area I've never really even been in before. Exciting, right?
Also, my job is now 45 minutes away. The commute is starting to piss me off. The driving itself isn't a problem, it's the whole "driving for 45 minutes to work at Target." Basically, I need to find a new job. Either one that's closer or that pays better.
Other things I'm not looking forward to? The next three weeks. For her graduation, my roommate is going to Europe for three weeks, meaning I get to live here, alone, in an area I've never really even been in before. Exciting, right?
Also, my job is now 45 minutes away. The commute is starting to piss me off. The driving itself isn't a problem, it's the whole "driving for 45 minutes to work at Target." Basically, I need to find a new job. Either one that's closer or that pays better.