When my astrologist told me that this year was in a negative cycle, I believed her when she said that was a good thing. Her exact words were, "Negative cycles aren't bad. They're periods to learn and grow."
Which is great.
And fine.
And dandy.
Then, when when your son comes home from school with a bad cold that settles in his chest, keeping the whole house up all night long with his coughing, you think to yourself, "Hmmm...that's not too bad. It's typical beginning of school crud."
And when your daughter starts to throw up, you think to yourself, "Poor baby. She must have caught a stomach bug from daycare."
Then, when you yourself start to throw up on the day your son catches the same stomach flu, you say, "What the hell?" Followed by, "I want my mommy." Ended with, "Please God. Kill me now. Or, at least, after I help Joseph into the bathroom."
And then...when you feel all better and wake up only to discover that you have pink eye, you start to suspect that someone, somewhere, is playing with a voodoo doll. And they don't like you very much.
Of course, to top it off, when pink eye means that you must don glasses, which highlight the zit on your chin, making you suddenly feel 16 - and not in a good way - you suddenly remember your astrologer's words and think to yourself...
This negative cycle is supposed to be a good thing?
Yeah. Right.
Oh. And for those keeping track:
Current days to Move: 12
Number of boxes packed: 0
Glasses of wine drank: 0 - damn stomach flu
8 comments:
move only what you need... keep life simple as you can!
Love to you.
Love, and saltines.
I got stuck watching Caillou today and thought of you :)
And ginger ale. And eye drops. Good Lord. I'm keeping CVS in business. :D
That's the plan. :D
That's actually a really good idea.
And yeah...the whole paying rent thing is probably the basis of my stress. I haven't had to pay rent for a really long time. My paycheck always went for the "extras" and my car payment. Not, you know, shelter.
I'd come hug you and help you move but um
Yeah, I don't need any part of THAT!
But I am praying you feel better. Because NO ONE should have to give up their wine.
Hugs, my friend.
Whenever I move I always pack a survival box which contains a roll of toilet paper, a roll of paper towels, one meal's worth of basic eating dishes (plate, bowl, glass, silverware), a can opener, a pot, stuff like that. It's the stuff you can't pack until you're ready to walk out the door of the old place, and the stuff you need as soon as you walk in the door of the new place. If you have a box of stuff for your camp kitchen, it probably has most everything you need already. Just be sure to track that one box very carefully. :)
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