Happenings.

Happenings.

Do you ever have those projects that, in your head, seem like no big deal?  Oh, that won’t take but an afternoon.  Or a couple hours.  It’s nothing.

Uh.  Yeah.  That’s packing my kitchen.  It’s the one room I really have to pack on my own because the movers will pack everything else.  But I swear–stuff just appears out of the woodwork when it comes time to actually box it all up.

My one day project has turned into a few hours here–a few hours there–and I’m still not done.  Yikes.

Thanks to a change of plans–as of today at 6PM, I am officially done with my traditional job.  I cannot believe it.  And I’m sure it’ll take a bit of time before it actually hits me that I’m able to stay home and work on the things I love so much every day.

I was watching The Bachelor WTA last night, and it hit me like a ton of bricks when the previews for next week’s episode came on that holy cow, I’ll be tuning in from our house in Buies Creek.


I also may have set up the internet and cable to be hooked up Friday and Saturday.  I’m talking–the Charter guy will be showing up probably around the same time our moving truck does.  I don’t even care if that causes any chaos…I will not go without internet.  TV I could do without *gasp* but not internet.  Especially now that I’ll be working from home.

I may be mourning the loss of a garbage disposal harder than I should be.  Quick: what can I wash down the sink in the next 48 hours?

I might be panicking about the fact that my husband wants to just put the TV on the mantle.  People don’t do that…do they?  I mean, I totally understand that in order to mount it on the wall we’d have to drill through brick–but still.  Who puts their TV on the mantle?  (if YOU do, please tell me.  I really want to know!)

Happy Tuesday, Friends!  I’ll be the girl losing her mind the next couple of days (don’t I handle moving so well?  In fact, I handle lots of things really well).  I really wish there was a sarcasm font.