Today I took the day off to pack and get some of the more annoying to pack things over to the house (so I wouldn't have to pack them well enough for movers). I was done with my first run to the house by 12:30 today and pretty much cleared out the downstairs other than the dishes in the dishwasher, furniture & books. I don't have much left right?
Ok, so I procrastinate.... and procrastinate.... and suddenly it's almost 8pm and guess what - I went upstairs and holy crap I have a lot of $#!* in my closet! How did it all fit in there and how the heck am I going to get it all to the house and holy crap I'm freaking out.
So what do I do? Well of course I need to write this blog post about it rather than tackling it. And then I'll make dinner and watch some TV. And maybe after that I'll go back to packing packing packing...
I wish I could just leave my car in the alley and slowly load it as I find stuff but instead I have to get everything that will fit in the car packed up then load the car. But it would get towed if I did that which would not be the way to end my night.
While most people are out relaxing on their Friday nights, I'll be making a trip or two over to my new house with crap in my car swearing at my tendency to procrastinate. So raise a glass to me to wish me luck getting an hour or so of sleep tonight and getting past my ability to procrastinate with the best of 'em!
