And Things Were Going So Well

First thing this morning I had my exit interview. It's not so much an interview as a last check that the paperwork is all in order. After that I said my farewells to the rest of my coworkers and headed home. It was almost anti-climatic after how stressful the last few days have been.

When I got home I started moving all the stuff I have gathered to take so far into the garage so the movers can see it all more easily. I also worked on my project dresser and my bumper stickers too. As I was moving stuff to the garage I weighed various boxes to get an idea of how much stuff I had. I ended up with 350 pounds of stuff in boxes. Not counting furniture, or clothes. I thought I was doing pretty well.

Off I went to my second-to-last physical therapy appointment here. The therapist found a particularly tender spot, I think she called it the I-T band? I don't know. Anyway, it hurt. Some of my exercises are getting easier though, so I felt good about that. Even though I pretty much never do them at home. I really aught to work on that...

I had this grand plan to run a bunch of errands, but I got stuck at the doctor's waiting for my prescriptions that were supposed to have been done Monday. Finally I told them I'd pick it up tomorrow and rushed home to meet the mover surveyor dude. That was anti climatic too. He just looked at my stuff and said "alright, we'll call you later." Um.... aren't you going to throw me a bone here and tell me how much you think my stuff weighs??

I think it was about that time that I realized I had been so busy doing stuff I totally forgot to have my morning panic attack. Of course I've always felt a lot better actually doing something than just thinking about it.

After the mover guy left I went over to visit my friend and her new little baby boy. It was nice to get away from the disaster my house is. I even got to feed the baby and watch him drift off into a sweet little food coma. It made me smile :)

When I got home from that I dug my quilts out of the crawl space. I had totally forgotten how much crap was down there. And almost all of it is my clothes! Good grief I have a lot of clothes!! I really should just donate most of it, and start working on a t-shirt quilt with my sentimental shirts. I probably have enough for a king size quilt by now.

After throwing on of my quilts in the wash (smells funky from being in storage for so long) I went out to putz around in the garden. I managed to separate the three tomato plants into separate plants again. And got a ton of tomatoes in the process. And a good handful of green beans. And a couple bell peppers. I thought I hated gardening, but it's kind of nice to get fresh air and do a mindless task with tasty rewards :) I might have to have me a little container garden at my new apartment, whenever I find one...

I was thinking I had a rather good day considering. Until I looked at the status of my lappy... First I saw that it had shipped and I was all excited! Then I saw that they actually pushed the expected delivery date out FARTHER! Now it's not due to arrive until Thursday after I leave! I wanted to scream, cry, pull out my hair, and rip somebody a new one. But I can't find a freaking suggestion box on Dell's website. I give up! I'll just take this lappy with me, and have my man put my new lappy in with the rest of my stuff the movers are taking. At least that way I know it's secured and insured. I just won't get it for a couple weeks. *sigh*