How on earth do we accumulate so much shite?

Well, the packing has started.

Right now, i'm apparently helping liz to look for jobs on the internet. yep, i'm procrastinating.

Steve got our esky down from the roof this morning, where it's been stored for 4 months, and we discovered the missing food containers were in it - filled with food. We haven't used it since we went to the Port Fairy Folk Festival, so that stuff has been there a loooooong time. i'm a bit scared to try to clean it - i'm insisting on waiting till liz finishes work, and demand that both of us clean it together, so we can at least share the vomitous pain it will most likely invoke.

just one more reason to continue to procrastinate. i've cleaned out my desk and boxes of stuff, and just have my clothes and bedding and stuff to do in my room, which is not too bad, really. but even just cleaning those few things, i've thrown out 3 bags of garbage, and filled a charity bag, and realised we need at least one or two more cd cases. I've put some aromatherapy oils on so i don't get too stressed about the entire operation, but it doesn't seem to be helping. i'm still stressed, but now feel too lazy to do anything about it! hey, i tried.

also realised liz and i had big plans about making all these going away presents for people, and we've either not started, or are about half way through, and there doesn't seem to be anywhere near enough time to do it all. well, there might be if i stopped playing on the computer, and she stopped working, but i can't envisage either of those options coming to fruition.

oh, all right, i'll go look for jobs for liz. stop bugging me about it!

dammit