sigh. I don't think I'm ever going to be held accountable for my rules. Then again, dealing with me has been like juggling dynamite recently, and I guess He might decide to stern up after this terrible move is over. I hate that we have to move so quickly, but if I rationalize it, it just means that we're doing what everyone else normally does without the putting it off til the last minute part and we're just doing it quickly. with a much more impending doomlike deadline. deadline like, its there and if we pass it, we're dead! fuck shit damn cunt ass!
So the thanksgiving was great, except that we didn't get anything done... lol. I mean, I worked hard, and did a lot of stuff at mom's house, but I didn't accomplish anything for our moving trip- hey, yeah I did, I got 5 boxes of books moved into her garage, which is better than nothing..
He's asleep. I have to wake Him in about an hour. Then He has to go to work from 6-11PM tonight. sigh. Maybe He'll bring some boxes home though! The clothes will all go into laundry bags (been washing all day) if we take them with us. If not, then we'll drop them off at the goodwill truck the next time we go by there.We have some books to get rid of also, I'm sure my mom will want to have a look at them before we give them away, so maybe she can take them to the goodwill since she has a van full of stuff to donate. I'm going to do dishes tonight--- I'm determined, but damn I don't want to.
Well, I think that's all.
Um, He promised me more sex, but I don't know how that's supposed to work, or how we're supposed to keep track of "more" vs. "less" sex.
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