on a completely unrelated note, I'm utterly panicked. The baby comes on the 31st of this month. I'm not panicked about that - just excited. I'm panicked because some time between now and then we have to move out of the house, into another house, which has not yet been secured. Oh, and none of our shit is packed AT ALL.
The thing that panics me the most is that when I'm home from work, I just can't motivate myself to pack or do any of the crap that MUST BE DONE. I'm just too tired and I resent having to WORK when I'm NOT AT WORK. I suppose this has lots to do with the fact that I really don't want to move out of the house - we sort of have to. I suppose I'm procrastinating. Bad idea.
