Moving. *bleh* First it was: sit down and spend time packing
Next it was: throw money at the problem.
Now, it's: throw boxes at the problem.
I had hoped to get everything packed up by Sunday. I had planned to get everything packed by Monday. I desperately wanted to get everything packed last night. Today, I will make sure to get a whole lot more boxes, and see if throwing things into them in a panic gets the stuff out of the house.
Roomie and I have taken to making clandestine raids to find innocent, empty dumpsters and tossing the execessive amounts of trash into them. We need to find a new hunting ground, as our usual one is starting to get a little over-filled.
Expect that I won't be terribly communicative for the rest of the week. The new work configuration isn't condusive to posting, and I don't have time to be on-line when I'm at home.
So, can I go back to sleep now? Pleeeeease?
