The mission
So, I've been trying to keep myself on mission to get my dining-room-turned-study organized. My desk and office supplies have been in boxes since I moved 1 1/2 years ago. I'm beginning to wonder how I ever fit all of this stuff into my previous apartments! Sheesh...there's a lot of it. Of course, I'm hoping most of it can be tossed or recycled but I won't know until I start going through it. On Monday evening, my mission was an utter failure. I didn't do anything I had intended, and instead goofed around a lot. I also got a call from fabulous friend Becky. Last night I did manage to get most of the boxes carried downstairs to the appropriate room, but I know I still have items upstairs on a bookshelf. (I'm thinking that bookshelf may find its way downstairs at some point, but because it's really heavy it'll have to wait for someone more muscular than I to move it.) Now, I did have errands to run after work and also had to stop and pick up a taco pizza on my way home (cravings....sheesh). I didn't get home until after 7:00 pm. I guess in that respect I did accomplish more last night than could be reasonably argued. I'm still considering a failure though because I had an opportunity to continue working, but couldn't tear myself away from watching Jurassic Park. Not that watching TV did any good because I fell asleep within 20 minutes of the movie anyway. *sigh* The only other bright spot of the evening was getting a call from Sheshe. Very cool!
We'll see how well my mission holds up tonight since Lost is on @ 7:00 pm. Of course, I could move those boxes into the living room and sort during the commercials....*ponders*
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I must say that I have grown addicted to Lost though I am confused. Confused that the first episodes seemed kind of in the paranormal catagory and hasn't been for the last month. Confused on the future if it is going to be like a Gilligan's Island where they never get rescued or if it will be like a 24 where they get rescued at the end of the season and a whole new Lost happens next season. I think they will quickly run out of character interactions before to long. Anyway, I'm addicted and now I know I am not alone.
But what I really wanted to say was I feel your pain. I still have boxes of stuff waiting for their permanent home (albeit I have only lived here three weeks), and so many projects that I want to do. This house is three times bigger than the last which was twice as big as the one before that and aleady, I am wondering how on earth I ever fit all that in before. I thought this new place would feel sparse and barren but it is actually quite comfortable. I may never know.
Happy Joe's Taco Pizza rules!
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