Need the rain to wash away our bad luck
okay, move completed.
*the crowd roars*
i hate moving. it is the single most upsetting recurring event in my life. it always sucks and i always feel like i'm coming apart at the seams and yet, somehow, i always survive it. seeing all my stuff going into that ugly storage unit also made me sad. i don't know when we'll be together again.
it rained for a couple hours last night and the morning is just exquisite. cool air and bright blue sky, a few thin clouds here & there. it's monsoon season, so we should be getting rains pretty much every afternoon/evening. but, we're not. it's barely rained at all. as i mentioned yesterday, that torrential downpour yesterday seems limited specifically to my storage facility and surrounding area. SO WEIRD. anyway, everything now refreshed. it's loooooovely.
this morning, i really need to get my ass into the shower and clean up. i have this thing about not showering when i'm stressed out like that. i know, it makes no sense. but, i feel like that grime is some kind of protective coating. i know other people who have subscribed to this theory too. %p but, now, really. it's gotta go.
i brought back boxes last night, which i will unpack and decorate this wee place with. doug's helping me bring over the wardrobe box over here tonight. and, if i were so inclined, i could go back again before, but probably not. i really need that wardrobe. i have been living in the same 3 outfits for the past 2 weeks. i know, horreur.
this weekend, i'm heading up to Santa Fe to meet up with an old college friend for brunch on sunday. i has excite. her newspaper is looking for a salesperson, apparently. i have no such experience but also have absolutely no problem moving to santa fe for a job if need be.
okay, i'm procrastinating.
be back clean.
maybe post peectures?
maybe, i said.
*the crowd roars*
i hate moving. it is the single most upsetting recurring event in my life. it always sucks and i always feel like i'm coming apart at the seams and yet, somehow, i always survive it. seeing all my stuff going into that ugly storage unit also made me sad. i don't know when we'll be together again.
it rained for a couple hours last night and the morning is just exquisite. cool air and bright blue sky, a few thin clouds here & there. it's monsoon season, so we should be getting rains pretty much every afternoon/evening. but, we're not. it's barely rained at all. as i mentioned yesterday, that torrential downpour yesterday seems limited specifically to my storage facility and surrounding area. SO WEIRD. anyway, everything now refreshed. it's loooooovely.
this morning, i really need to get my ass into the shower and clean up. i have this thing about not showering when i'm stressed out like that. i know, it makes no sense. but, i feel like that grime is some kind of protective coating. i know other people who have subscribed to this theory too. %p but, now, really. it's gotta go.
i brought back boxes last night, which i will unpack and decorate this wee place with. doug's helping me bring over the wardrobe box over here tonight. and, if i were so inclined, i could go back again before, but probably not. i really need that wardrobe. i have been living in the same 3 outfits for the past 2 weeks. i know, horreur.
this weekend, i'm heading up to Santa Fe to meet up with an old college friend for brunch on sunday. i has excite. her newspaper is looking for a salesperson, apparently. i have no such experience but also have absolutely no problem moving to santa fe for a job if need be.
okay, i'm procrastinating.
be back clean.
maybe post peectures?
maybe, i said.