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Procrastinating? Is that what they call this? I look over my left shoulder at the stack of unwashed dishes, the order for that guy in Georgia that I haven’t even started yet, and the pile of boxes waiting to be filled with our belongings. Over my right shoulder is a phone I purchased & need to return to the mega-super-awesome-buy-it-now-cause-you-NEED-it electronics store and a pile of dirty clothes. I might be procrastinating. I also might be milking the dregs of panic free time I have left before things get crazy in a couple of weeks. Fuck it. Give it a name, right? I have a dozen things I could be doing. A dozen things that need to be done. “A dozen things that will still be there tomorrow”, I say to myself as I light another cigarette & pick up the video game controller. I have a shit storm of busy coming my way very shortly. Tonight I have Dresden Dolls, sweet red wine, Camel cigarettes and Bejeweled. Those gems aren’t going to match up themselves, you know.
Give yourself the time to relax that you need because moves are crazy busy, stressful things that will sap all your energy right out of you (if you let it). Keep positive and take some time for yourself.
I hope your move goes smoothly!