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juldeaWhat do I remember about Sunday? Let's see... Well, first off, this is Sunday, July 27th that I'm referring to.
I worked a 4-11 Papa John's shift - my last ever. There was nothing particularly special about that. There were no memorable tips or deliveries. It was a regular old day delivering pizza, only it happened to be my last. I don't remember how early I woke up that day, but I'm fairly certain that in the morning I mudded instead of packed. ;) Silly, silly me.
After work I came home and made plans to do laundry. I knew I couldn't pack clothes and sheets unless I had them all clean. :P However, I realized I wanted to make the 3k Thong before I did laundry, because it would need to be washed. Also, I needed to do it that night so that I could then pack my sewing stuff. So I popped my new copy of The Stand miniseries into the DVD player and began cutting out the pattern. After the first part (of four) of the series was finished I stopped watching, because it was time to sew and I couldn't do that while watching TV. I don't remember what time I finished the thong, at least 3am. I realized laundry would have to wait until the next day, that I hadn't done ANY packing yet, got defeated, and went to sleep.
Monday, July 28th - I don't remember what time I woke up, but it was well into the afternoon. Somewhere between noon and two, I'd guess. This was sad because I thought either Tracie or Randen would've been over early in the morning to wake me up (I've since learned that I'm really fecking horrible at communicating my expectations to people - I don't blame them), but un-sad because I got a lot of sleep (which would be useful in the coming nights). I was awakened (I think, maybe I just wasn't dressed yet) by goldbug, who randomly came over to help. Good thing, too. I showed her the 3k Thong, which she was impressed by. Then we went on errands - post office, dry cleaners', Walmart, Health Department. We also stopped by Pad Thai and got yummy thai food (which I'm now craving... doh....). The Health Department had my paperwork and test results, and we found out I was pink, healthy, and disease-free. Yay! We also stopped by U-Haul and got a large wardrobe box. So large that it didn't fit correctly in her trunk. We had to push it in halfway and drive home verrrrry slowly with it sticking out and nothing holding the trunk lid down. Every time we'd hit a bump wrong or a strong wind came the trunk lid would fly open. Goldbug would pull over and I'd hop out and close it. Heh, heh. We were annoying a lot of people I bet.
Eventually we returned to my place and began packing stuff. Goldbug packed books and videos, good geometrical things that she was, frankly, amazing at packing. I cleared out the kitchen of perishable items and, um... that's the problem, I don't really remember what I did. But I wasn't on the computer or anything, I was DOING stuff. Bah. I don't know. Well, I know I took apart my bed and put the mattress and box springs in their respective heavy plastic bags.
Eventually Tiffany and Zach came over to help, too! I honestly don't remember what I did for dinner. It's at the tip of my brain, but I don't remember it. I know we all went out later for frozen custard, because I remember asking Tim R. to come along. But he doesn't like crowds and the number of people there at the time constituted a crowd for him.
After frozen custard, goldbug left. It was just Tiffany, Zach, and I. I did the laundry I needed to do, finally, and began packing clothes. Tiffany and Zach tackled the kitchen and did a damn fine job of it. They were so indispensable. Thank you, guys. :)
Zach and Tiffany left late. How late I can't remember, but at least midnight. They were so darned helpful. :) They also took my recycling stuff, which made me happy. It was in the hands of people who would recycle it for sure! Hurrah!
I got hungry at 3:30 in the morning, with some frozen veggies but nothing to cook them with. Then I found the wok and some stir-fry sauce and went at it - no oil though. And no utensils, as I ended up discovering. I think I just pushed the veggies around with a fork. It ended up tasting all right, but gave me very bad diarrhea the next morning, which wasn't good - lemme tell ya. :P
By 4 or 5 in the morning, I really had to sleep. I wasn't finished packing, though. It sucked. I was freaking out. Eventually I fell asleep on the couch (the bed was disassembled, remember?) and that was Monday...