Procrastination and moving

Is it obvious to anybody but me that I'm into some hard-core procrastination right about now? The additional blog entries and (if you're a regular reader, you're probably on my personal email list too,) emails regarding the move.

Today is a slow day with the packing. I've almost gotten the pegboard emptied which is a big thing. Just not big enough...I think it's as simple as boredom. Yea, that's it. I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired of boxes and tape and lugging stuff around and vacuuming another pile of dust just uncovered by another moved box or bag, and trying to figure out what I'm going to need or how important this or that tool is and questioning "well when's the last time you used it?" which might work in the quest to donate all clothing you really are never going to wear again, but not so much when it comes to creative endeavors you haven't had recent time to tackle but are about to return to...

Maybe I'll force myself (poor, poor handful of readers...such drivel) to check in on here every hour or so. It'll be like working for a boss who isn't yourself, and having to be accountable to someone besides yourself. Apparently I'm a little spoiled right now. So okay, I'll write again in an hour ("probably" says my inner commitment-phobe child) and let you know what I've gotten done.

Start your clocks...