June 1st, 2004

lung

I... freaking... hate... moving.

Spent some time today doing work on getting the dining room set sold (showing it to buyers, looking up and talking to appraisers, etc.), and spent some time packing and throwing things away.  I can't begin to describe how I loathe this process.  I've heard rumors of people that enjoy it, and all I can say is that if you exist, you're sick, sick people and you need help.  I have no idea how we're going to get this all packed and ready in time.

*grump*

I can't wait to be moved.  This whole "getting there" thing is bullshit.
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