I can�t even being to think about packing. And yet, if I want to have a carload of boxes ready to go to the farm on Monday, I need to attack the evil pile of boxes. *sigh* This is definitely the least favourite part. I never know where to start. Once I get going, it�s all fine, but I hate starting.
I discovered the reason for my recent obsession with Gilmore Girls. Oh, the revelations we have at 3 in the morning, after too many reruns, running on too little sleep. I�m in a GG phase right now, though. A major Girls phase.
Anyways... Gotta get to work. I'm working a very bizarre split shift today, but then again, my shifts for the week may be all messed up, so I'm just getting acclimatized.
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