whirlwind, cont.

This is the second-to-last Thursday evening I will spend on a plane to SFO. Hopefully, it'll also be also the last weekend where I spend my waking hours mimicking a recently-beheaded chicken.

The movers arrive at our apartment tomorrow morning, as do the cleaning people. I've got an appointment at 2 pm in The City for which I desperately hope I won't be late. My husband has already informed me that we won't be sleeping tonight, since so much apparently remains to get ready for the movers before they arrive. I've been tasked with scrubbing down the chinchilla cage with bleach, which will be twice as much fun as usual since I probably won't even get there until midnightish and the thing needs to air out overnight before the movers take it.

Etc.

Blogging will be slow to nonexistent until early next week, due both to snowed-under-busy-ness and my desire to avoid public griping.

At least the new apartment is working out. I couldn't be more relieved; slept quite well last night. Now to get my furniture there too...

thus spake /jca @ October 23, 2003 01:17 PM | TrackBack