Eager to move; sick of packing

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Arrrrgh.

I’ve been packing for two days. No, strike that, I’ve been putzing around for two days avoiding packing as much as possible.

I WANT to move. I hate this town. I like my new apartment. I even feel good about the sloughing off of possessions that inevitably accompanies moving from a big apartment to a little one.

I just can’t stand filling up the dag-ratted boxes. So I watch a movie, and I check in on the Dope, and I go out for pizza, and do anything except what I’m actually supposed to be doing.

And the movers arrive on Wednesday morning, bright and early.

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A friend of mine once called the movers, bought a bunch of boxes and just waited until the movers got there before doing anything else. It all went pretty quickly once the movers arrived.

Good luck.