Sunday Night in Plan B

After yesturdays faa - poo day I got busy and packed like 13 boxes. Just packed and packed. Got more to do but of course this is at least a start. I also shredded my lil heart out. What a positive action that is.
After all what went on this week I am looking forward to the move actually. I truely belive everything happens for a reason. So I must move on and keeping going. When I did go thru the paper work I found countless huge envelopes of trying to save my house bull shit. That ended up being a blessing in the end just like this. Sometimes it takes a while for the goodness to come out in the end then I realize - O. OK.
As this week goes on I will do more. A week from tomorrow is my orientation and then there is no looking back.
Romeo knows something is up. He just looks at me for long periods of time. I feel sorry the lil poopy. Speaking of poopy he rolled into some on our walk. Nice. Sunday morning. 8:30 a.m. bubble bath. Ugh. He said he couldn’t help it. Ya, ok.
Now a new week starts. This is my last week with my clients tho they don’t know. When I drop the bomb on my angency that my availability has changed new clients will come aboard. Needless to say it is going to get intersting.
I hope I sleep good tonight. I need it. Hate starting out the week tired.