bags and bags
Now that's what I call a relaxing Friday night - gathering up a year's worth of stuff I'd rather be rid of, shoving it all into bags, and clearing out my back room so I can finally - finally! - put a desk in there. Originally I planned to fetch my desk out of storage on the same weekend I moved into this apartment, a year and a month ago almost to the day.
Yep, just call me slow n' steady.
I'm really wiped now, though... too tired to follow either of my original hoped-for activities for when I was finished, so no TV, no writing. I'm just going to go to pet the cat and go to bed. And then tomorrow - The Hauling™.
Oh! But wait! YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN is on! Well, I can combine that and cat-petting. Perfect.
Yep, just call me slow n' steady.
I'm really wiped now, though... too tired to follow either of my original hoped-for activities for when I was finished, so no TV, no writing. I'm just going to go to pet the cat and go to bed. And then tomorrow - The Hauling™.
Oh! But wait! YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN is on! Well, I can combine that and cat-petting. Perfect.