moving

I might be addicted to Crossing Over. I am working and listening to this guy talk about the people who have crossed over. I don’t know if I believe it all but it’s cool just the same.

Did I mention that I hate to move. I do it too much but, I am down to the final countdown…less than a week away. The truck is going to be to big for all my stuff. I’ve got to get through the rest of the storage building. I’ve been avoiding it. Too much to do and not enough motivation. It’ll be down to the last minute on Wednesday night. BlaH! I wish I could just say I am never moving again.

Suddenly I’ve run out of anything to say. Back to work then…