It's 4pm...

It's 4pm and I am not entirely sure how that happened.

I mean, I am pretty sure the last time I looked at a clock it was 9:30 and it doesn't feel like more than an hour has passed. I can't POSSIBLY be 4pm, can it?

Although it doesn't really feel like I accomplished very much this morning (and this afternoon too, I guess lol), I did. I got some stuff organized, I did some laundry, I even threw a bunch more stuff away...a process which I am going to continue repeating until I have weeded everything I don't need out of my life. An Ultimate Nsync Trivia book? Dumpster. A REALLY outdated top I wore one night at the club that I saved because it was such a good night (so good of a night, in fact, that I now can't recall what was so good about it)? Dumpster. Birthday cards I have saved from people I don't even talk to anymore? Dumpster again.

That being said, I still have about 482 tons of shit. I told Stewart that the next time I move, it will be with 2 suitcases...which ought to hold everything that I need. I asked him to save the text and show it to me when I am trying to transport 3 truckloads to wherever it is we end up. He said he would, and I don't doubt it, lol.

At any rate, this is really the first day I have had to breath since I got back from Michigan. Maybe that's why it's flown by so quickly. I am going to take a walk, do some more work in my room, and then spend the evening chilling out, watching a movie on Netflix maybe or reading a book. I plan to take it easy tomorrow too, because Monday is going to find me right back in the old place, tossing more shit. I have pretty much decided that anything that is still there now, with the exception of my tv and some more doll stuff, is getting the dumpster treatment. And did you hear that? It was a sigh of relief!