Tomorrow is my first day on the floor, so, naturally, my stomach in a state of unrest. I have a feeling that unrest is going to escalate into upheaval before peace can be regained. Sometimes I wonder how long it be until I don’t want to throw up before I go to work everyday. I don’t expect it’ll be any time soon. Stupid nerves.
Zack’s mom announced that she is having a garage sale in October. I have never participated in a garage sale before because I don’t have that kind of patience. Once I decide I don’t want something, I ship it to Goodwill pretty swiftly.
I believe this will be the first garage sale that I’ll contribute to, though. The timing worked out nicely, seeing as it coincides with my massive post-nursing-school house-overhaul. My office/guest room was overflowing with nursing text books and papers. I had boxes and boxes of notes and test study guides crammed in closets and organized with the largest alligator clips that you can buy at an office supply store. So tonight, while I was trying to distract myself from (what my stomach thinks is surely) tomorrow’s imminent DOOM, I built up a fairly substantial “garage sale” pile. Zack doesn’t understand it, but cleaning is one of the few things in this world that can occupy my mind enough to bring me moments of peace when I’m otherwise flipping out about something. I’m not sure if that’s nature (because my mom’s the same way) or nurture (because my mom’s the same way), but it’s very, very true.
I can’t complain, though. Life is good. (Other than tomorrow and the imminent DOOM,) the only thing currently weighing on my shoulders is this big ol’ pile of stuff for the garage sale. I don’t know what to do with it now. We’re still about a month away from the garage sale date. Is it supposed to just hang out in my house until then? Cause I’m not sure I could handle that. Anyone want to take bets as to whether or not I break down and just take the whole pile of junk to goodwill just to get it out of my hallway?
Tonight’s Room Cleaning Jam: