It’s a rainy Monday here in California. The cats are both curled up sleeping. My bathroom floor is flooded (landlord hasn’t fixed the leaky roof yet). I’ve been at the computer since 5am.
There’s so much going on it feels weird to just be sitting here.
I think I found a new house, so I’ll likely be moving in January. Which means packing over the holidays. Fortunately, I have more than a week off to do it in.
I really dislike moving, but I really need to get out of this place I’m in. And this place I looked at yesterday was really cute. I’ve already started packing, and my aim is to do at least 3 boxes per day going forward. I’ve emptied the TBR bookshelf already. Tonight I think I will tackle the big book shelf in the office.
One thing that’s nifty about packing though? You find things you forgot that you owned. I found attachments to my vacuum cleaner I don’t remember ever seeing. I found my Wii, and a stash of old photos.
And while the act of moving sucks, the idea of a new place is luring.
I better get back to the day job, Readers. Happy Monday!