Let my still-packed bags from when I went home three weeks ago be your illustration for what is up, currently. Or I guess, what is not up (order).
I was definitely going to write about something, but clearly that’s not an option at this point. I’m kind of losing steam. I feel like I’ve been going and going for a month solid, which I know is stupid to say since that month has included a week away from work on vacation and a party in my (and Jeremy’s) honor. But to get to vacation and parties and parental resorts requires a lot of work and running around and hectic and torturous five hour rides in cars with no air. So by now I am just kind of stumbling around trying to sort out the extraordinary disaster that is my apartment.
(I feel like even mildly complaining about this is jinxing myself and warranting knowing, just-you-wait chuckles from real adults. Don’t worry, hypothetical knowing chucklers! I’m aware of the level of ridiculous displayed in my withering complaints. I'm just tired.) (And glad for Corbin/Arrested Development distractions)
ALSO- it was 104 today. In the shade. That's... gross. STOP IT.
That's all! Back to "cleaning!*"
*Loosely translated: picking good cleaning music then surfing the Internets lazily for wedding brainstorming while keeping an eye on Star Trek. Oh well.
1 comment:
I know all too well what you are talking about. I have had the same two recycling bags sitting in my room for about 4 weeks now and a goodwill bag sitting in my closet for about 3 months. Mostly out of not having a good time to go do it though partly due to the fact that I when I do have time I want to spend it sleeping, reading or entertaining in general.
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