My latest TV addiction has been The Sing Off - which obviously comes from my overdeveloped obsession for Ben Folds. It's just nice to see a competition that is actually based around talent, rather than shitty talent.
Note to self- I should be packing instead of writing this...
Okay. Yes. I should be packing. Unfortunately the hubby forgot to bring in the boxes he had in his car before leaving for work. Leaving me box-less once again :| I did fill the random tote bags that we had, though. I'm contemplating taking a trip tonight when he gets home to bring some more things to the apartment... at least this way we can clear more room in the old place... and I can feel like I'm actually making a dent with the packing. We have tons of baby stuff. No. I'm not pregnant. Long story short - my sister gave us a ton of baby stuff when she moved to her new place. It's currently sitting in a Jenga-style pile in our spare room/office/my craft area room. It's actually taking up a lot of room. We already have a bedroom set aside in our new place for when we do have a baby, so we have a place for all of this crap to go. SOOOOO if we can bring that stuff over there now, I'll have more room for boxes and I can get crap out of where it already is. I feel so hopeless with all of this packing. The countdown formula is:
9 Days (216 hours) to pack minus 1 day and night of being away in Hershey, PA (~30 hours) for a pre-planned trip minus Christmas Eve/Christmas Day festivities (~10 hours) minus 3 1/2 work days (26 hours) = 150 hours... not including oh, I don't know, sleep? Oh... and not to mention the hubby is either working or coaching for about 45 hours of that time...
Fantastic. I feel so optimistic.
Amount of time I wasted writing all of this... 0.25 hours. DAMNIT.
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