Frantic

I’ve wanted to write a blog entry, but really, there’s not much to say, since my days consist almost entirely of packing for the move to LA. I get up every morning, make coffee, and start packing. On some days, I get little done, as I’m easily distracted. “Oh look! An external hard drive! I should make a back-up of my User Folder.” “Wow – my old cycling glasses! These — hey! That’s not right. The little nose-pad is loose. I should get out my glue gun and fix that. Now, what box is that in?” “Oh look! A cassette of pop songs I recorded off the radio when I was in elementary school! I should unpack and hook up my cassette deck so I can listen to this while I pack.” The examples go on and on.

But then I have the realization that my entire apartment has to be ready to go by the end of the day on Monday, and looking at it now, it’s hard to imagine being ready. But when that truck pulls up at 8am on Tuesday, whether I’m ready or not, I’m movin’.

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