Reading The Tea

This Thursday a relocube will take up residence in front of our apt. building for four hours, while D & I scramble to get all of the boxes and furniture down and play real-life Tetris to get everything to fit. The past couple of weeks I’ve been packing and sleeping intermittently, but mostly sleeping. Transitions do that to me — I get the urge to hibernate. Unfortunately that doesn’t inspire the boxes to pack themselves. However, the past two days, much to the cat’s chagrin, we’ve been on task putting everything into boxes. So far I’ve sold the Huffy bike, the black dresser, and put a bunch of stuff out on the street for free. In the next couple of days people are coming to look at the couch and the kitchen wood block, and someone’s coming tonight for the kitchen table. Did I mention that I really don’t like this process? When I start to feel grumpy about it though, or the urge to take a nap, I just remember that I’m not at work…
In any case, we’re off to Portland on Sept. 1. I bought one-way tickets today, so it’s really happening.