Hil, I feel your pain. When I packed up and left for Texas, I had 8 years in one apartment, and lots of pack-rat tendencies. Lots to do. One could say borderline overwhelming. But someone on here gave me great advice. Lists. Look around. See what needs doing, and make a list. Then as you get things done, you cross the item off. Voila. Less stressful, and you can see your growing list of accomplishments (as it is inversely related to the shrinking list of things to do). You will be fine. Oh, but one thing. Don't do like I did. Ask for help. Yeah, I was stupid. thought I had to pack everything. If your place is like mine, you have tons of books. Have others pack the books, cd's, dvd's and such. While they do that, you can go through all the papers and figure out what can be tossed and what can be saved.
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Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Quester, good luck, and lots of continued ~ma for your job search.
Yay, Hil!
Bev, I'm glad things worked out.
I only got a sublet, and planned to get a real apartment once I was already ensconced. IIRC, Plei got the keys and a look at the place (after I'd already agreed to take it) and told me it was nice.
IIRC, just the outside? Been a while, OMG!
I'm babysitting this morning, and thanks to YoYo Gabba, G hasn't even noticed his parents are gone yet.
LOLcatz celebrate Geek Day: [link] the last one is my favorite.
Hil, best wishes and lots of ~ma for storming the gates defending today. It must be a calmer day now that you are employed! Woo again!
eta: I have lived in both Pittsburgh and Philly and loved my time in PA.
My step-dad took pictures of Brandy today in her vest. It is a life jacket, but we use it to help her go down stairs. We call her suitcase dog. Don't know if you can see his pictures. [link]
That's right, it's your big day, Hil! Best defending~ma to you.
Defense-ma Hil!
G is being a little pill today.
Hil, may you defend mightily today.
Laura, I can't see the pics.
We are officially sticking a fork in Kirby, our silver Taurus. We bought him for $1, have put about $600 into him over the past two years, but he is slowly dying and becoming unsafe to drive. We had hoped to get a couple more months out of him before selling him for scrap, but now is the time. Thankfully, Joe is almost done with school and I can carpool for a couple of weeks to work and we'll get our new used car in September.
A moment of silence for Kirby, the silver 1993 Taurus wagon.