4:00 in the morning and stuck in a half awake half asleep inspired yet blank stage. I have been doing this a lot lately, sleeping in and staying up all night, which is probably not the most healthy but since my body is the boss I let it be.
I am completely packed, snack packs and all, and surrounded by towers of square 3-D stacked cardboard....could be a good look for this house.... Now all that is really left is waiting on the U-Haul which doesn't get here till Friday (Unfortunate since now I cannot remember which box has all the clean clothes).
I love moving today, though tomorrow I might hate it again....I go through phases; it's a good chance to downsize on overly collected junk and a good way to start over. Except that my way of cleaning out junk is throwing away a pencil that is too far gone to revive and calling it a day. I am far to sentimental when it comes to pointless stuff. I still have my floppy disks from junior high even though my PC cannot play them and nearly half a garden with all the pebbles and peddles I have collected over years of happy moments .Pitiful really...
Ever wonder why it is that sometimes life can seem so great, everything is perfect then it all falls apart and turns horrid only to fix itself and bring back out the sun before you even have a chance to react to the first situation. If life is a jump rope I have the reflexes of an eighty year old when I play....I'm always just a little behind and tripping over the rope.
OK, I'm going to try again to sleep....won't work probably...but this screen is too bright my eyes are too tired and i always have a good back up plan sitting in the book shelf if I fail.
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