Resting? I'm allowed to rest?
Actually I'm always beating myself up for being so lazy. I haven't done a damn thing all day, except for moving six boxes of vinyl records out of the condo. Whew. Well, and I vacuumed the pool (I cheat - it's an automatic cleaner, I just have to hook it up). And I'm about to do some laundry. And make dinner. But other than that, nothing.
I've still gotta work on the condo. Hubby talked me out of having the yard sale there, so I'm bringing everything here to my garage, little by little. It's almost empty inside except for some heavy things I can't move. But I've given up painting it -- Friday night I'm supposed to get some guy out to give me a quote on painting it. I'm just not up to the job right now, and it doesn't appear that anyone is gonna help me. Then after that, someone else will clean the carpet. I figure I can put it on the market with junk in the garage still, as long as it's sort of organized.
GOD I cannot wait to get this over with! It's been such a weight dragging me down for the past 18 months.