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So, it's two weeks until the big move, and I am (thankfully) less stressed out than I was yesterday. Yesterday was one of those days when I could have been a total obnoxious asshole at the drop of a hat, but I held most of that inside (although someone at work who kept pestering me about how I looked unhappy and wouldn't stop encouraging me to smile almost got it...) and I got over it. Today was better as I threw out more crap, including a lot of things the old Spencer never would have gotten rid of. Yes, there's still a lot to do, but Te is coming over on Saturday to help move the remaining big things and a chunk of the smaller things as well. By two weeks from now, I hope everything is actually thrown out/packed...actually, it will have to be, won't it? You know, after throwing out boxes of old magazines and having to sift through toys I've collected over the last 8 or so years, I promise I will never be a pack rat again. Never. I'm also never moving again, although that's probably like saying that you'll never drink again after a long night. Well, they're close in spirit anyway.
I forgot to mention that The Cap came over to help me throw shit out on Monday and I have the pictures to prove it.
Will the real son of my reindeer please stand up? Oh, by the way, can anyone name the movie playing in this picture? The first to answer correctly can come over and take whatever they want among the things I don't want!
Shoes are better pets. Ask The Cap how much cats shed even when you're just carrying a fridge...or dropping a fridge (not pictured).
The Cap had unsteady hands from drinking too much coffee.
My hands were much steadier. I wish I could be blamed for filling the entire dumpster.
The bedroom. Emptier than it used to be.
Less stuff in here too. Come back and take those books, Cap!
Toon used to live here.
I just love this picture.
I forgot to mention that The Cap came over to help me throw shit out on Monday and I have the pictures to prove it.
Will the real son of my reindeer please stand up? Oh, by the way, can anyone name the movie playing in this picture? The first to answer correctly can come over and take whatever they want among the things I don't want!
Shoes are better pets. Ask The Cap how much cats shed even when you're just carrying a fridge...or dropping a fridge (not pictured).
The Cap had unsteady hands from drinking too much coffee.
My hands were much steadier. I wish I could be blamed for filling the entire dumpster.
The bedroom. Emptier than it used to be.
Less stuff in here too. Come back and take those books, Cap!
Toon used to live here.
I just love this picture.