~~I was just taking a break from my very labor-intensive lollygagging (making special piles of "stuff", one pile for "keep" and one for "toss" and another BIG one for "I have no friggin' idea what to do with this......."stuff". EEeeeeeuuuuu.

The kitchen is kind of a disaster at the moment. There are also piles of "what to do with this crap" next to the closet doors. Then there's two corners of the livingroom that look like something from outer space. Well, what I imagine outer space would look like if someone with my convoluted brain was also going to move out in two weeks.

The biggest PITA, for me anyway, is that after I've finally rolled out of bed, which is soooo warm, cozy, deliciously comfy......ZZzzzzzzz -- I will have had my coffee, read the paper and stared vacantly into space wondering what I should be doing now that I'm about as awake as I'll ever be. Probably.

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So those first couple of hours in the morning are quite productive and bizzy-bizzy- -bizzy. I am full of energy and pep and zippity-doo-dah. This lasts about 2-1/2 hours when I suddenly realize I'm tired of messing around in the mess. So I quit for the day and played with my computer.

Oh, and there was a brief nappie somewhere in between all that activity with the computer, too. That seemed to sustain my endurance level 'cause I'm feeling pretty good now. Not real peppy and raring to go----heavens, NO!----but much to my surprise, I might just do some more stuff yet this evening.

Maybe.