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*whine* I don't want to go to work! Waaaah!!

I'm going to try to get tomorrow off from work, so I can spend that day packing etc. Otherwise I don't know if I'll have enough time. :^(

I need to figure out a time for people to show up here Wednesday morning. I was thinking nine or ten?

Blargh. I hate moving.

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I have tomorrow off from work so that I can pack. My goal is to have all my boxes clearly separated, with their lids on, and near the front of the garage; to have all my bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen stuff in boxes in the house; and to have my bed taken apart, by tomorrow night.

It's not as much work as it might sound: Until fairly recently, Jarrod and I had the same food, he's keeping most of it (I just don't think it's worth for me to argue over who owns, for instance, a huge bag of bulk split peas, or to divide it). My bathroom stuff is relatively compact. I never fully unpacked from the last move, so it's just a matter of dividing up which parts of the bedroom mess are mine and then filling up boxes with clothes. And I'll the be the first to admit I don't pack my clothes nicely--they just get shoved into a box or garbage bag. I might even leave some of them on the hangers.

Taking the bed apart is a huge pain the in the ass. When we moved into this place it was getting hard to put together because various parts of the frame are bent or worn. And then when I put it together in this house, I accidentally did it wrong and had to take it apart and put it back together again anyway. Hopefully I'll remember to do it correctly this time.

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The coworker I was closest to got fired. I don't know why, they can't tell me. I have suspicions. But part of the reason I loved my job so much, was that we got along so damn well. I'll admit that I'm freaked out because I might end up with someone I don't get along with. Not everyone is willing to put up with me being so talkative and random, or the fact that I do occasionally need gentle reminders that such'n'such needs doing. I'm really flexible and have a lot of energy and can learn quickly, and that's what consistently saves my ass in jobs like this.

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Stress has given me a case of heartburn all day. Oweee that hurts. I took like five rolaids. Oy.

And to top it off, someone in our neighborhood bought the illegal variety of fireworks, and insists on showing that off Every. Single. Night. And they're not setting off a series of them and then stopping, no. They're randomly setting them off every few hours until past midnight. Fuckers. It's too hot to close the window, and then I wake up to things exploding.