I’m completely driven to distraction today. The movers are scheduled to arrive Friday morning between 8 and 10, and at this rate, I’m a little worried that I may not be ready.
I have no control over my mind today. The tiniest little thing will set it off. All will be moving along according to plan—I’m throwing things out, assembling boxes, deciding where things will go. And then I find a book or a letter or a ticket stub or a matchbook and off goes my brain. I’ll then spend the next 20 or 30 minutes daydreaming until I remember what I’m supposed to be doing. So I go back to packing, but pretty soon it’s just more of the same. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Let's try it again. I'll be back with more later, I'm sure.
Monday, October 23, 2006
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Hmm, it's tuesday and no new posts concerning any paraphernalia induced nostalgia leading to procrastination. I hope all the packing is done, and may the unpacking go faster.
ahhhh... lather, rinse, repeat.
I'm glad I could loan you at least one moe-ism.
But then, I suppose it's really a shampoo bottle-ism, isn't it?
This is exactly the reason why I'm destined to live in my little one bedroom for the rest of my life. It would take me that long just to sort through all the crap I've tucked away.
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