OK, seriously, I am super lazy in my packing mode. I am looking at my paperwork - that will take me 2 hrs. And I am thinking of my clothes - well, I am not going to even touch them. I will let the movers move them as they are positioned. Yes, except I will cover my bras & panties and stuff with some towel - apart from that, Oh, what the hell. Esp, I never feel this is my home, I never unpack anything actually - yes I got some clothes hung, I got some files, I got many books, but they are all like at the same place. I am going to execute a radical throwing action in another 6 hrs. I only have 30 hrs left. tic toc tic toc. And in btw, I am going to spend maybe 5-6 hrs just trying to clean up my new place. I still have things I should have bought for my new place but I just try to delay everything - I really just want to stay in the balcony there N not doing anything for 4 weeks.
Too many shits again happened to me in March, according to my supreme master, ie my shit month. Anyhow, I am going to be fine...............I AM GOING TO BE FINE.
I am also starting to get freaked out about my dogs too. Argh, why dogs bark??? Why they cant quietly meow. I mean, why do they have to fucking bark!!????? Hope I wont get kicked out from my new place, which is not supposed to have residents or pets..............SHIT, coz of a balcony I am taking such a risk, but seriously who wouldnt, I NEED A BALCONY!
Moving allows you to throw away unwanted stuff. It's like turning over a new leaf and settling into a new home that's neat and organised (well, for the first few months anyway!) (^^)
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