Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Why do something today that you can postpone till...?

So I have been home for over a week and have gotten most of the stuff I asked for and wanted home with me. I unpacked as soon as I got home but the stuff and clothes have not found their way into their places yet. Only thing put in its place are 2 pairs of heels. My suit lays on top of the couch. My dress lays on top of a chair. The glassware is on the kitchen table where I put them. The suitcase I borrowed from my parents has been returned though, so I've made progress. And I HAVE folded all the clothes and they are sitting somewhat neatly in my bedroom...I just don't seem to be able to move them to the closet. Oh, my perfume has been put in its place as has the jewelry. And I went and got the batteries changed for my 2 watches. And the battered cow luggage has been put away too, as has the backpack.

I wanted to get my clothes so badly and do all the things I need and should do to get a closure and move on but right now it's physically impossible to move those clothes and arrange the glassware. And it's not like they are hidden away either, they stare me right in the face in every room in my apartment. Why is it so hard to do this?

I'm still processing everything that happened on my trip, not just seeing T but the other people as well. I want to write about it, but I don't have the words to do that. It's like my brain is Windows vista or NT or something and it takes sometime for it to process it all and when it's done maybe the blue screen of death will go away.

How long will it take? Your guess is as good as mine. And to make things worse(?) I took on another lesbian DIY project. I bought 2 night stands that needed to be put together. After the first one was almost completed I realized that the sides were identical instead of being mirror images. Had to open the second box to get the part I needed. Now I need to return the other one to the store but I haven't gotten around to doing it. See, if I don't return it, I can't get a new one, which means I don't have place to put my stuff, which means I don't have to touch my clothes and stuff...

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