Um, I apologize for having already started the whining about moving I'll be doing for the next two months. Haaaaate.
'Serenity'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse, we can whine together. Of course, I'm still half packed from last time and I hope to be moving only 4 blocks away, but I'm still going to whine.
I hope to be moving only 4 blocks away! But we'll see....
We can support and be productive together!
Moving sucks no matter what. Complain all you want, ladies.
Every time I move I start trying to work out how I can stay there forever because I hate moving so much. It's a thing.
I am still holding out hope that the building sells fast and the new owners offer me a year lease, because I'd stay here in a heartbeat. But not without a lease.
Next Onerous Task Day: Wednesday, October 12th.
That's weird syncronicity, David! I'm starting a weekly "Getting Shit Done with Wordslinger" Twitter thang, and my first day is Wednesday.
It starts at 2 pm CST, and most people will post here, but if you want to post your accomplishments, or ask for a little gentle or harsh butt-kicking, I'm @Wordslingeuse, and the hashtag is #GSDwWS
(What can I say? I'm trying new things for exposure, and maybe sweet, sweet clients. Groceries don't pay for themselves.)
You guys, I have a car!!!!
My mom is picking her shiny new one up right now, and the ten year old clunker is MINE ALL MINE. Muahahahaha. Oh, the IKEA trips I shall be able to take now. The awesome amount of groceries I shall be able to carry home! The weekend trips to the childrens museum that will no longer take over an hour and two buses!
I'm in Onerous mode today, making lists and trying to figure out packing for three different time zones in one week, and making sure I have all the work/freelance stuff done that needs to be done before I leave on Wednesday.
Even though the publicist has not sent my itinerary for Wednesday yet, and I have no idea when my flight is. This is making me craaaaaaazy.
That is crazy-making, Amy!
Sweet, Jess!