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cimoreneover 2,000 words today.
dropped the academic leave bombshell, and still no phone call from the parental units. but i've started putting things in boxes. just in case. haven't talked to carolyn, or washed the skirt (which has to be done by hand)--yo, maybe i should do that now. i forgot my medicine this morning, and packing always makes me jittery. i've taken down all the things that were around 9x11 or 8x10 and packed them. still so many shoes. and i can't leave my warm coats and sweaters here this time. two suitcases. oh, man. perhaps i'll have to ship something--i could do that, say, friday afternoon sometime. rm#1 still wants to take me out to dinner (belatedly) for my birthday. my tiara and the golden snitch, the lamp, a box of tissues, my planner, my wallet, a pair of gloves, a bottle of moisturizer, a roll of packing tape, a box of pretty buttons and pushpins and quarters, a handkerchief, and a spanish text are now the only things left sharing deskspace with my precious and her paraphernalia (disk drive, webcam). so much to remember, but i took my anxiety meds anyway, belated though they were, and ate some oatmeal, and i've calmed down somewhat.
dropped the academic leave bombshell, and still no phone call from the parental units. but i've started putting things in boxes. just in case. haven't talked to carolyn, or washed the skirt (which has to be done by hand)--yo, maybe i should do that now. i forgot my medicine this morning, and packing always makes me jittery. i've taken down all the things that were around 9x11 or 8x10 and packed them. still so many shoes. and i can't leave my warm coats and sweaters here this time. two suitcases. oh, man. perhaps i'll have to ship something--i could do that, say, friday afternoon sometime. rm#1 still wants to take me out to dinner (belatedly) for my birthday. my tiara and the golden snitch, the lamp, a box of tissues, my planner, my wallet, a pair of gloves, a bottle of moisturizer, a roll of packing tape, a box of pretty buttons and pushpins and quarters, a handkerchief, and a spanish text are now the only things left sharing deskspace with my precious and her paraphernalia (disk drive, webcam). so much to remember, but i took my anxiety meds anyway, belated though they were, and ate some oatmeal, and i've calmed down somewhat.
