…there arose such a clatter, that I didn’t even need my alarm clock to wake up. Who knew it – 5:15am is a GREAT time to start moving furniture.
It’s probably best that the noisy upstairs neighbours woke me up though. My phone went off with a text at about midnight, and being sound asleep, I reached over (thinking it was time to wake up already) and turned off my alarm clock. I was so confused that my clock read 12:04 instead of 5:27 that I gave up trying to understand what the hell happened, and went back to sleep.
Until 5:15. When the furniture moving / elephat training / gymnastics meet upstairs started.
And, strangely enough, I can say without reservation that IT’S DONE. The shopping and wrapping and baking and packing and picking up and dropping off – I’m actually sortof ready.
I did miss a few things, I managed to pick up my cheque, but missed registering for class in January – I’ll have to do it next week or after the 4th, but it’s just a part-time class at BCIT, so I shouldn’t have much of a problem. I also managed to pack for being away this weekend, but half of my bag is dirty laundry that I’m going to have to dump in the washer at my parents’ once I get there this afternoon.
I hope that whatever you do or wherever you go today, you are safe and warm and filled to the brim with love, joy, and peace. Or liquor.