boxing

I get the feeling it will be one of those days.

Or these days... I do what I must.

I would have gotten boxes from work, but Savers flooded over. The drain in the emergency door let up, a small leak and as soon as they opened it, it was up to their shins. However that works. I did see the inside and the closed signs, water was everywhere.

I've already begun packing. My mom says she'll be scouting out for boxes. I'm thinking about renting a uhaul. Dad will be entirely less irritable. I'd honestly do all the moving if I could. I can, but not without throwing my back out again.

Tammie can't pay the bills this month, again. I'll do what I can to help her finish this month. Losing a little plasma never hurt. We can switch the names in the lease.

Fun things to work out now.

I feel strange wherever I go.

Leaving and coming 'home' is equally strange.