I feel like my brain keeps filling up with stuff I need to do and no matter what I do to deplete the list, the franticness never ends. I'm really happy I had the week in Vermont with my family, but I keep thinking about all the stuff I could have accomplished during that time. I know it will all get done in time but I hate this feeling, like I'll never get settled anywhere. I seriously hate this whole moving business and I wish I could just remove all the clutter in my life, but doesn't everyone? I'm relishing the idea of throwing away/selling half the stuff I own.
On the job front, I might hear back from Avalon on Monday, but I'm trying not to count on anything actually happening there. Frankly, I don't know if I can handle going back to work just yet, although I seriously need the money like it's nobody's business.
On a random tangent, T.V. just does not interest me at all since I've been back, except of course Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars. I'm happy about that. Maybe I'll spend more time reading.
I really need to make a proper list.
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