Moving boxes create the delusion of progress

When my departure date was extended from today to 2 1/2 weeks from now, I breathed a sigh of relief that I would be able to actually sleep this past week. Since it was probably one of the busiest weeks, work-wise, that I've had in ages. (I know. I'm always saying that, aren't I?) So this morning when I woke up and noticed that it was, in fact, mere hours from the start of a whole new month, it further occurred to me that if I blink, the date will have actually arrived and I will be headed to WV for, um, a while... (I'm really going to have to come up with a name for this little West Virginia adventure of mine; it'll make referring to it in my blog a whole lot easier!)

Although you probably don't care, I feel very compelled to tell you that at this moment while I am writing this for your pleasure, Vanilla Ice has inexplicably appeared in my playlist and is singing to me... "Ice, ice baby, too cold..." Random.

So yea: I was waking up and thinking about how it's almost February and I have, for all practical purposes, pretty much packed nothing. Of course there were the couple of hours sis and I spent clearing things out of my storage unit recently, and that's going to be really helpful in the end. Since the things we donated and/or threw away made more room for a lot of the stuff here I'll also be storing, instead of taking it with me. But aside from that and the acquisition of a honkin' stack of broken-down-boxes from a local Borders bookstore, I haven't really made much progress at all.

When I examined the evidence of slackness, I decided to make myself feel much, much better. I got out the packaging tape and assembled a massive pile of those boxes. Because everybody knows that if you can look across the room and see a whole pile of boxes standing in front of the television, it's clear that you're well on your way to making a smooth - even easy - transition. Piece of cake, even!

I

feel

so

much

more

prepared

to

start

this

move

now...


What IS this music, anyway...??? I do believe D e b o r a h  G i b s o n is now crooning in my living room!!! DUDE!