That I ALWAYS procrastinate at the worst times???
I mean really. Here I am blogging instead of changing out a load of laundry, packing or anything really. What is wrong with me?
I have anxious energy (partially caused by the pepsi I drank at poker tonight..) and rather than channeling it into something productive I am sitting here dreaming of ways to decorate the new apartment that I will have in just under a month.
I truly pray all goes well. And by well I mean both EASY and PERFECT. But who really knows what to expect? Each move is entirely different. My last one was just a corolla full of stuff (full, full.. not just the trunk full) and this one will be a moving truck full. And rather than just being my stuff, it will be my stuff.. Rob's stuff AND Piston's stuff. Three times the original amount. (although I will admit, the majority is my stuff..)
Okay okay.. I'm so behind on laundry it isn't even funny. So I must go start the stuff I need to pack tomorrow, as well as get ready for bed. Since I don't plan on actually packing tonight. I probably better go to bed at least. Tomorrow will come so soon.