Still working, still packing, still panicking.
Only 9 days left before moving day. I had to hire a cleaner to come and clean my kitchen and bathroom because there was just no way with the volume of work I've been having to deal with, that I could do it myself, in time for the unit inspection tonight.
My boss paid for it, so that was even better.
Still, I had to pull everything out of the kitchen cupboards. There isn't that much cupboard space. So where did all that stuff come from?
For example: What, may I ask, is a single person doing with 22 mugs? My teacup and saucer collection is one thing - but mugs I use every day. But not 22 of them!
Unfortunately, there is no time to sort through them and figure out which ones I want get rid off, so they must all, perforce, come with me.
Dry goods, like pasta and flour and sugar, all going into the garbage. Don't want to chance taking any little friendlies with me when I go....
The stove and the refrigerator and the sink are so clean, now, I don't want to use them! I can always go out and buy meals. But it's impossible to avoid using the bathroom for 9 days... (ahem).
I still have two closets and my office/bedroom to deal with. The living room right now is so full of boxes, there's not a snowball's chance in hell of squeezing in one more box, anywhere. One wrong move, and there'll be serious injury done....
The big job is finally starting to wind down, but I'm not done yet. Not only are there stragglers to deal with (I can now tell you I'm working on election materials for one of the political parties for the upcoming federal election here in Canada and some of the candidates have only just realised they haven't got their information bits to us yet so of course there's a big rush to get their stuff done since we absolutely have to be done by the 14th day of the writ - which is Saturday upcoming) - I've also got work from one of my other clients that I haven't even started yet, and I have to have done by the 9th of June! And I'm moving on the 12th! Yikes!
-TD, frazzled
Only 9 days left before moving day. I had to hire a cleaner to come and clean my kitchen and bathroom because there was just no way with the volume of work I've been having to deal with, that I could do it myself, in time for the unit inspection tonight.
My boss paid for it, so that was even better.
Still, I had to pull everything out of the kitchen cupboards. There isn't that much cupboard space. So where did all that stuff come from?
For example: What, may I ask, is a single person doing with 22 mugs? My teacup and saucer collection is one thing - but mugs I use every day. But not 22 of them!
Unfortunately, there is no time to sort through them and figure out which ones I want get rid off, so they must all, perforce, come with me.
Dry goods, like pasta and flour and sugar, all going into the garbage. Don't want to chance taking any little friendlies with me when I go....
The stove and the refrigerator and the sink are so clean, now, I don't want to use them! I can always go out and buy meals. But it's impossible to avoid using the bathroom for 9 days... (ahem).
I still have two closets and my office/bedroom to deal with. The living room right now is so full of boxes, there's not a snowball's chance in hell of squeezing in one more box, anywhere. One wrong move, and there'll be serious injury done....
The big job is finally starting to wind down, but I'm not done yet. Not only are there stragglers to deal with (I can now tell you I'm working on election materials for one of the political parties for the upcoming federal election here in Canada and some of the candidates have only just realised they haven't got their information bits to us yet so of course there's a big rush to get their stuff done since we absolutely have to be done by the 14th day of the writ - which is Saturday upcoming) - I've also got work from one of my other clients that I haven't even started yet, and I have to have done by the 9th of June! And I'm moving on the 12th! Yikes!
-TD, frazzled
