There's less swarming in my head today.
Got the bank stuff dealt with. Now I wait.
I hate waiting.
Tomorrow is Friday, this week has gone by so fast but at the same time so slow?
I have a weekend of packing and cleaning ahead of me, not very exciting but at least there's wine.
I've been seeing my parents for the past year, as my husband is usually away, so I'm hoping we can maybe bbq some burgers this weekend and sit out in the sun.
Husband packed my favourite mugs, I'm tempted to unpack two of them and only use those the next two weeks. This weekend, I intend to clean all the blinds and windows, clean the oven, finish packing all the extra junk I have on the bookshelf, clean out the little cupboard attached to my dresser, pack the kitchen supplies I won't be using in the next two weeks (including spices). Shit that's ambitious. I'm a procrastinator, unless it's super important. It's like not being a morning person unless you're waking up early to travel/go on vacation.
Okay, time for bed!
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