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Um ... I don't know why I can barely keep my eyes open. After all, I actually had a good sleep last night. Oh, well. I think my brain is on a timer and it's winding doooooooown.
So I got a bit of a shock from Mar-- this morning. She says that I can't stay on until the Saturday after April 1; nope, I must be out on Tuesday! Yikes! But she tempered that, when she heard that I won't have a kitchen, by giving me the bar fridge I've been using. And saying she'll rent a truck for me while her very helpful neighbour (the one who's always shoveled the snow after a blizzard so I can get down the driveway) and equally strong pal do all the heavy lifting. That'll really be appreciated, so I can spend money instead on trying to buy something like a rolling kitchen cart. And a dining table would be nice, too.
Once I got used to the moved up date, I finally started packing stuff. I've got three cartons done so far, holding my DVDs and books. I love the pre-assembled cartons church-John brought over because, even though they knock down flat, they're half done and easy to finish. Wow. I wish I'd had those the first time I moved. I'm also being very organized by numbering them and noting the contents in a spreadsheet. Go me! I want this move to be as painless as possible.
I sent SuM an e-mail about the need to move the date up but haven't heard back from her. ::crosses fingers for tomorrow:: I also have to text c-J, but was (obviously) too tired to do that tonight. I'm thinking that, instead of coming over on moving day (well, unless he really WANTS to, lol), perhaps we could go scrounge me the cart (and table). There's still that second-hand store on the main drag.
Wee-ha. I had fun playing Jeopardy tonight. But trying to focus on N.C.I.S. was difficult, because of the inclusion of all sorts of extra characters. And having a lot of the action take place in New Orleans. It doesn't help that it's (at least) a two-parter.
Okay, I think my day is done. Hee - even the cartoon character on TV just said, "It's bedtime." So I really ought to obey, right? Nighty-night, all.
So I got a bit of a shock from Mar-- this morning. She says that I can't stay on until the Saturday after April 1; nope, I must be out on Tuesday! Yikes! But she tempered that, when she heard that I won't have a kitchen, by giving me the bar fridge I've been using. And saying she'll rent a truck for me while her very helpful neighbour (the one who's always shoveled the snow after a blizzard so I can get down the driveway) and equally strong pal do all the heavy lifting. That'll really be appreciated, so I can spend money instead on trying to buy something like a rolling kitchen cart. And a dining table would be nice, too.
Once I got used to the moved up date, I finally started packing stuff. I've got three cartons done so far, holding my DVDs and books. I love the pre-assembled cartons church-John brought over because, even though they knock down flat, they're half done and easy to finish. Wow. I wish I'd had those the first time I moved. I'm also being very organized by numbering them and noting the contents in a spreadsheet. Go me! I want this move to be as painless as possible.
I sent SuM an e-mail about the need to move the date up but haven't heard back from her. ::crosses fingers for tomorrow:: I also have to text c-J, but was (obviously) too tired to do that tonight. I'm thinking that, instead of coming over on moving day (well, unless he really WANTS to, lol), perhaps we could go scrounge me the cart (and table). There's still that second-hand store on the main drag.
Wee-ha. I had fun playing Jeopardy tonight. But trying to focus on N.C.I.S. was difficult, because of the inclusion of all sorts of extra characters. And having a lot of the action take place in New Orleans. It doesn't help that it's (at least) a two-parter.
Okay, I think my day is done. Hee - even the cartoon character on TV just said, "It's bedtime." So I really ought to obey, right? Nighty-night, all.
