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We're moving out of the hotel tomorrow, after three months and almost three weeks FINALLY going to live a life that isn't confined to suitcases.
Problem is, I'm the most useless person the night before something big happens - I pick up long-abandoned projects, my OCD habits come out usually with cleaning involved, my attention span narrows into negative space. I've played two video games, watched two disks' worth of Gilmore Girls (despite having seen every episode at least three times) and done one load of laundry, while managing actual progress only in the form of emptying a single drawer, loading my carryon with emergency supplies, half-packing two suitcases and setting out clothes for tomorrow.
But there is a list! And a husband who occasionally nudges me to move along, though never too firmly and even offering to meet the early delivery guys so I can sleep in, since it's now past 5 a.m. and I'm nowhere near sleep. A home. Finally. We live here and love our jobs, and our bosses love us, and we're so much happier than either one of us ever hoped. And as of tomorrow, that happiness will be compounded by a ridiculously large LCD TV, a real bed instead of two twins pushed together, and hopefully all at a temperature that renders my little space heater obsolete.
Problem is, I'm the most useless person the night before something big happens - I pick up long-abandoned projects, my OCD habits come out usually with cleaning involved, my attention span narrows into negative space. I've played two video games, watched two disks' worth of Gilmore Girls (despite having seen every episode at least three times) and done one load of laundry, while managing actual progress only in the form of emptying a single drawer, loading my carryon with emergency supplies, half-packing two suitcases and setting out clothes for tomorrow.
But there is a list! And a husband who occasionally nudges me to move along, though never too firmly and even offering to meet the early delivery guys so I can sleep in, since it's now past 5 a.m. and I'm nowhere near sleep. A home. Finally. We live here and love our jobs, and our bosses love us, and we're so much happier than either one of us ever hoped. And as of tomorrow, that happiness will be compounded by a ridiculously large LCD TV, a real bed instead of two twins pushed together, and hopefully all at a temperature that renders my little space heater obsolete.
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My happiness for you and your life is immeasurable. I envy you and wish you so much more, eternally more, of the same happiness! I mean, YOU GUYS!!!! :D
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Aaaw! You're darling for saying so, thank you. It's been... unnaturally easy. Not sure it should it be this easy, actually.
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