Monday, May 16, 2011
Sorry for the lack of updates the past week, I've been away for my grandfather's 80th birthday (is he really 80??).
There are some things I hate doing, but can't explain why. I hate putting powder and turning the washing machine on. I hate cutting my nails. these are thinks that take little to no time at all, but still, in my mind, feel like a huge chore. I feel the same about unpacking after a trip. I always end up having my bag block the front door for weeks until I get myself to unpack it.
Noam only comes back tomorrow, so it means there is no one to tell me to start unpacking. I think if it wasn't for her, my bag would have out-lived my mortal body.