kyburg | Signing off for the duration -

I'm packing the computer first. Then the television, game machines, game boys...you name it.

Neither of us want this move - or the work involved. I'm removing all the temptations to do anything but pack and get ready to leave.

I'm taking all the reading material OUT of the bathrooms. You hear me, Jim?

This is our last day as commuters. Tomorrow, he works and I begin my three days off to move vacation. I already know I need to go see a lady about a piano decal, then go take some wardrobe boxes back to where they came from - and if they can't make them work, refund my bucks and I go home bummed as hell. Dammit, I need those wardrobe boxes....

I took the cat to the boarder this morning - ghad, I am glad she wasn't a member of the morning club the past three years. She complained and bitched and groaned all the way in. To most people, it sounds like "meow meow meow meow," repeat - but I tell you. She's a wuss. Hope you can cope kitty - there is nothing more I can do. I'm even taking my plants to a sitter - we're the last ones on the list to get a place to rest our heads during this transition!

I miss the kitty already. I miss the dog. I miss the routine that has been my life in that house since I moved there in 1988. Where is home? Within my own skin. How can I be homeless when I am always "home?"

I wanted a place to go to. Not a place to be from. Fuck me. *sigh*

Putting things away for the next three days. Will be back once the computer is up at the hotel. *waves tiredly*