Why is it that being a PM in my professional life comes so easily but having the discipline to pack up my apartment, day after day, comes with such difficulty. I find myself easily distracted (checking email, reading old letters found during the packing, making lunch) and allow it to take away time in my day better spent packing.
I have to be out of here but NY Eve. So today is the hump day - got to get the living room, along with the photo station (laptop, scanners, negs, etc.) packed as well as the kitchen. If I can manage that, then Thursday and Friday look survivable.
Ouch. Every time I move I think that my possessions own me, not the other way around. I learned living in France that I really need very few possessions to be happy. Given the amount of time I get to spend with each individual possession, I would say that only my watches, photo station, TV and iPod are necessary to my existence. :>
Posted by artandscience at December 28, 2005 11:50 AM