Yesterday was a flurry of meetings, packing, leave-taking, cell number-exchanging, dusting, labelling and turning in keys. Today I couldn't even sleep in because the oldmanupstairs did his lung clearing act at the usual 6:45 time, and the piles of to dos were breathing heavily outside the door.
I got up, wrote them down and started to dutifully tick them off the list. At least I did most of them, except the ones that require money after I discovered after I paid a few bills and balanced the check book, we don't have (not a bad thing, we'll take care of it later). I got one telemarket call (we got our land line exactly a week ago, and put it on the do not call registry, but that doesn't seem to stop us from getting one or two a day) and one call from a good friend. I had the luxury of talking to him for a long time (never would have happened had I been at work). Cleaned the toilet, too (funny, I hadn't noticed that stale urine smell before).
Its so strange how, in one 24 hour period I can go from harried to bored (I just read all the articles on this website about attachment parenting). I shouldn't say bored. There are a couple more to dos that don't require cash.
I used to be really good at dealing with unstructured time.
I think its time for a nap.