June is upon us, only a couple short weeks before we are out of here. I'm doing my best to be productive and *gulp* patient, but alas, I'm pretty much hopeless in both categories. Nonetheless, I am trying. Tim is still working full time so I'm trying to shoulder most of the load of getting us ready to move while he is out making bacon...or sushi, something like that. I've been babysitting a few nights a week just for some extra scratch as well.
But the past couple days I've been focusing on cleaning, trashing, donating, and selling the stuff we aren't taking with us. Luckily, most of our furniture is sold after only being in the classifieds for a day. That's one thing rednecks like is cheap shit. And we have tons of it.
Our air conditioning is broken in the apartment, so that has made the past few days pretty toasty, but I guess it will be good training for desert living. On the good side, the loud kids upstairs and in the neighborhood have been pretty quiet, so that has made being here a bit more bearable.
My to-do list is getting shorter but my anxiousness to leave keeps getting stronger, but I always get like this before I leave anywhere. I am probably one of the least patient people in the world. Once I know I'm going somewhere, all of my efforts are focused on getting there. I've been pretty good with this move so far, but in these last two weeks I guess it is good that I actually have some motivation to get something done.
I just need to relax and come to terms with life being a little messier than usual for the next couple of weeks, because no matter what, this time in two weeks we will be on our way out of here.
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