sigh...

i should be packing.
i know i should be packing.
i am aware of the fact that there are things to be packed.
i know i only have 8 days left.
i know i have more than 8 days worth of stuff left
to be packed.
i know i hate packing.
i realize there are enough boxes, and i still have some rolls of packing tape and the
kids are playing the gamecube and i should be taking advantage of this
and getting some much needed packing done.
i should be packing.
i know that.
but
i'm writing about packing...
shouldn't that count
for
something
at least?
sigh.
effing packing.
effing boxes.
bloody rotten hell.