Where do I even start?
I am moving to Los
Angeles in 13 days… (yes, that right, thirteen!) and I haven’t packed shit a
lick! I am leaving the City I have lived in my whole life and moving to
Hollywood. This may or may not be
a good thing. Considering I
actually now hardly anyone in there this will be interesting. I know people in California just not
the LA area. Do you think some of
the people I follow on Twitter would be my friend? Trace from ‘Flipping Out,’
some of the RHOBH? Ryan Seacrest? No? Me either… Ok, I lie. Before I actually arrive in LA I must
drive 31 hours to get there. I
just died. Those of you, who know
me, know that I am not the best car person.
[Sidestory: I went with
my family this past week to the beach for my mom’s birthday and for my
‘farewell.’ Let’s see, I made it
about 4 hours before I was nuts. 4
freaking hours? Are you kidding me? And I am planning to drive at least 10 hour
days. This may get ugly. End of
sidestory… (is that even a word?!)]
So needless to say you
would think I would have made a nice dent in packing or cleaning or all the paperwork
I have to turn in to my Travel Nurse Company… but negative. I have maybe done a
1% of all the above. If this were
a ‘Chipper’ WOD or a ‘Benchmark’ WOD I would be on the ground dying. I lie; all I have to do for most of my
paperwork is turn the shit in. But
have I even done that? No. All I
have to do is fax it. In my
defense I did attempt to the other night but naturally the fax machine… well
for in an effort to conserve profanities: the thing wouldn’t send.
Did you know today is
Columbus Day… and that’s some sort of Holiday that ‘normal’ schedule people get
to stay at home? On the top of my To Do list today was go by employee health
and get a copy of my titer records and get a TB Skin test… yeah, they are
closed. The Second thing was to go
to the DMV to get a new tag for my ‘new’ car that I have been driving for at
least 6 months with no tag.
Procrastination at its finest.
I just refuse to go stand in those outrageous lines. So currently as a result I have washed
some clothes (not folded… washed), moved my boxes from my kitchen to living
room, though they are empty, attempted this blog, and scheduled lunch with my
Dad (because he is one of those ‘normal’ schedule people and gets the day off…
So with 13 days and counting
(three of those nights will be spent saving children in the PICU) I still have
a lot of shit TA-DO!
(Out of all the things
to be judged for from this post… no grammar jokes from my writer friends…
kthanks)
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