sunday

d was up early this morning to drive home before the weather warnings came true. while he showered i packed up some more boxes - house plants and a small watering can at d's request (think he's nervous about killing stuff before i get up there), books (made sure erotica, "etc" made it in - might weird mom out when she helps pack? maybe not but won't risk it), art, vases, tennis rackets, cds... already feels so much barer. and real. i'm totally moving out. d's car-full is a fraction of what will happen on moving day a month from now. man, i remember the days a car-full was all my stuff.

feeling sort of low energy and sucky but am going to allow myself a day of rest and low expectations. sometimes ya gotta. queue "the wire"...