Dragging my feet.

I only have two things left in that house, now.  Two.  That’s it.  It is literally 2 minutes from her to go there and get them.  2 things.  2 minutes .  I feel like I’m stuck here for 2 long.

I am dragging my feet way too much.  I’ve kept the land lady updated every day.  So much so that she text me and told me not to worry, just text her when I’m ready to turn in the keys.  I’m not.  I’m just not.  I know I have to.  I just don’t want to.

The sister pissed me off this morning.   I was still partially awake and she came in my room and took the curtain off the window.  The sun woke me the rest of the way.  I am so not a morning person.  At all.  Night shifter for the majority of my career.

Best thing about today was my youngest calling.  That was super nice.

Time to make dinner.  Yay.