*Final Fantasy Success Music*

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

This music -- you know, the "da-da-da, da, da, da-da-daaaaaaaaa" and so on -- has been playing over and over in my head. I have been assured that the paperwork has been done. I am confirmed in the job they couldn't actually take away from me, but were asking me to interview for anyway (*cocks head* "derp?").

Other than that, though, I'm still pretty stressed.

Tomorrow is the All-Staff Meeting, organised by myself and 3 others (well, 5, but 2 never show up to meetings), for what we are hoping will be around 400 people. Almost everything is ready to go, and I have 3 contingency plans articulated. The expectation is that the whole thing will go well ... assuming anyone turns up at all.

I've already warned my boss that odds are on Friday I'll be staring off into space in zombie mode, as I'll need some recovery time.

That's not even the hardest part, however. I just happen to have that, and my birthday coming up next week, and the move coming up after that. My living room is full of boxes... but it looks like nothing's been done! *eep!* Even my plan of cutting down on stuff I own isn't really working that well: even if I cut down on stuff (and I am, believe me), I still have WAAAAAAY TOO MUCH STUFF! I have boxes upon boxes of books. I have boxes of clothing, I have boxes of pots and pans (only 2, thus far, but big ones)... and there is still stuff everywhere. (*suspiciously*) I think it's been multiplying.

However, the reason this is all hitting home so hard is that the Boy and I have made the move official. I have purchased a chair and ottoman (leather? Me? Not usually, but it was just so comfy that I was willing to overlook the fabric to own that chair...), and we also picked out a sectional sofa to be delivered once we've moved. Of course, I got my chair from the as-is section, so I have to pick it up this week... and therefore find a place for it in my oh-so-empty and not-at-all-filled-to-the-brim-
with-boxes apartment. *sigh* Too bad my original plan of abusing a friendship (and or creating a mutually beneficial situation where she would have furniture until her special-order couch that she's been waiting on for months comes in, and I wouldn't have to move the chair up and down the stairs so many times) didn't work out due to poor timing. Oh well.

Signing for the couch, though, really made the move real. Which is funny, when you think about it. We've signed the lease together, and wandered around the apartment together, but not until we were picking out sectionals did it feel quite so immediate. Huh. There's probably something to psycho-analyse in there somewhere. But that would be an unnecessary use of brainpower prior to tomorrow's event. None of that nonsense, please.

How's your September shaping up?
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    Picking out sectionals together. Haha sounds so ... couple-y! Have fun with it all...
    2040 days ago
    Haha - for me, moving in with the boy became real when we got a food club (BJ's) membership together. The furniture is a solid reminder though, we just bought a new bed together and it was like "Oh, this is OURS!"

    Life tends to throw alot at you at once. You can push through it! And hopefully take a moment to celebrate your birthday as well!

    ps - and now I have the FF success music in my head. THX!
    2044 days ago
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