Progress

Three more boxes of books gone. Four total. Progress. Oh, and Mimi was "helping" me by rolling on the boxes. Never try to out-stubborn a cat. She refused to get off, but eventually she went away. She thinks all this moving stuff around is great.

I checked my class, and we just have a test this week. I'm pretty confident about it, but I'll wait until tomorrow to take it.

I'm going to head to bed and read a little. I found most of my Harry Potter books while I was sorting through boxes, and a little escapism is in order.

Ever onward....

I haven't been able to connect with the person showing the place yet, but things are moving along. I'm back from errands, and am about to eat a bite of lunch and tackle the junk in the office.

My mom is going to flip out tonight. I'm not looking forward to that phone call.

One Way or Another

Well, this is one way to get me to go through my papers. I've been dumping boxes of papers from the office. Might get organized yet.

I'm going to see the new place tomorrow afternoon.

Mom Report

Mom took the news about my moving more calmly than I expected. She also thinks that some good could come out of this.

She's been tired all week, but thinks that part of the reason is that she's back on chemo again. She feels more energetic today.

I'm going to have a bite to eat (I haven't been hungry. Adrenaline.) and then go to sleep early. Before work, I want to get up early and do more stuff around here as well as run some stuff over to the thrift shop.