...yeah.
For the first time in my life, I can blame something on an overactive social life.
I'm not sure how I feel about this.
Things I need to get rid of:
Table
Chairs
Cabinet
Side Tables
Dresser #1
Dresser #2
Couch/futon
Entertainment stand
Bed
Pots and pans
Plates
Clothes
Books
The 3 remaining still-living plants
Total number of boxes I have packed: 16 (Sixteen)
Food I need to eat:
Full slab of ribs
4 2 Hamburgers
16 10 Chicken thighs
3 2 dim sum things
2 1 cheesecake (And some ice cream)
Cookies (I'm going to end up baking at least once. It's what I do when I'm stressed.)
Fruit (this shouldn't be a problem)
Things I need to do:
Host dinner party
Get the car serviced
Cancel my internet
Address changes
Visit my old clinic
Clean the fridge
Keep my place clean - super extra hard, will fail at this on a near-daily basis
Turn AC on before my dad gets here
Bruises Injuries I have acquired: Seven Five Six bruises
Two sliced-open fingers. I think I'm due for a tetanus booster. Basically all better.
One strained ligament over my medial malleolus, but that's my own fault for wearing crocks