This has been life for the past few weeks:

  • Go to work
  • Get home and sit for a minute
  • Work on a Web Application for a client for a few hours (too many hours)
  • Pass out at the computer and then tumble back into bed.
  • Wake up late, and get to work usually 2 minutes before I’d be officially late.

The weekends aren’t any better:

  • Friday night or early Saturday morning, drive 2 and 1/2 hours out of town
  • Try to make some progress packing up Lava’s old apartment to prepare for her move.

I really hate moving, I really do. It’s one of my least favorite things in the world. Everytime I move, it’s always drama, and I don’t have any furniture. The last time I “moved” it took me about 5 weekend trips. I refused to get a U-Haul, because I didn’t have anything large enough to justify it, just a bunch of lil’ things. And I was going to be up here at least once of month anyway, so I just figured I’ll get anything I forget on those trips. I guess that would explain why there’s still a lot of my crap in this apartment.

Now Lava, she has stuff! This is gonna be hard, wish me luck.

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