Insomnia, Woo!

How can I spend all day exhausted and then lie awake in bed at night?

Because I’m sitting there thinking about stupid shit. What will we do with the cat while we move? Where are we going to put things in the new apartment? How soon can we hook up FiOS so I can start work at the new place? Will we have a delay? (OK, that one’s kind of valid. No work = no paycheck).

How am I going to manage to get us completely packed, partially moved, and maintain my sanity?

Easy. I have no sanity to maintain! *laughs*

So here I am, at two am. I just cleaned our bedroom. I don’t know why.

I’m getting rid of so much stuff. I already have three full bags of clothes to donate, and that’s not even with the clothes I have stashed in space bags. It’s funny how much you can accumulate in a year.

It’s also funny how ruthless I’ve become. I’m hanging on to very few things. Mainly because I don’t want to freaking move it. That’s my gauge. "Do I really care about this enough to bring it to the next place? No? SEE YA."

Changing topics, because I don’t have a great segue. My appointment with the counselor is Monday at 8:45. Amazingly, she had a cancellation. I am nervous, but I hope that it does some kind of good for me.

There’s something broken in me. I don’t know what it is, but I know it needs to be fixed in order for me to be complete and whole. So I’m going to delve into it and see what I can do.

It’s a terrifying thought. I am honestly scared of what I will end up learning about myself. But it has to be done, and that’s that.

Sean just came back with my cheesecake. Noms. <3