Moving countdown
May. 23rd, 2007 02:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
linden_jaySo... two days. Well, two days and five hours, if we want to be all technical, until we get on a plane and head way out west. Our stuff gets picked up on Thursday sometime, then we've got the rest of the day to clean an apartment that's empty of everything but what we'll be flying out with on Friday morning.
We're not ready. We're closer than I think we are, I know that, but we're not ready, and I wanted to be ready. We've done so many last minute, hell, last second moves, working it down to the wire, and I wanted this to be the one that was organized and relaxed and not stressed out. Guess that's why you're not supposed to get the death plague-flu for well over a week before a cross country move.
We've gotten rid of and sold a lot of stuff, and we've gotten most of the difficult stuff packed up and boxed, but there's still a bunch of things we couldn't get rid of or sell that now we're either going to have to pay to ship or abandon, and there's still that stupid random crap that you can't quite get rid of scattered all over the apartment. Which is making me half crazy.
And I still feel like shit, although a lot less like shit than I did this time last week. But I still get tired way too easy, I'm coughing my guts out, and weak and gross and just UGH. Hate this.
I know it'll get done, because, well, it has to. But it's going to be hard, and frustrating, and I'm just tired of it all right now. I'm a big kitty macro going DO NOT WANT.
We're not ready. We're closer than I think we are, I know that, but we're not ready, and I wanted to be ready. We've done so many last minute, hell, last second moves, working it down to the wire, and I wanted this to be the one that was organized and relaxed and not stressed out. Guess that's why you're not supposed to get the death plague-flu for well over a week before a cross country move.
We've gotten rid of and sold a lot of stuff, and we've gotten most of the difficult stuff packed up and boxed, but there's still a bunch of things we couldn't get rid of or sell that now we're either going to have to pay to ship or abandon, and there's still that stupid random crap that you can't quite get rid of scattered all over the apartment. Which is making me half crazy.
And I still feel like shit, although a lot less like shit than I did this time last week. But I still get tired way too easy, I'm coughing my guts out, and weak and gross and just UGH. Hate this.
I know it'll get done, because, well, it has to. But it's going to be hard, and frustrating, and I'm just tired of it all right now. I'm a big kitty macro going DO NOT WANT.
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