Well, I woke up far earlier than I should have (or that I wanted to) but I don't seem to be in the same mood that I was yesterday. Now I don't think I'm chipper or Julie Andrews-ish, but I don't have that feeling that I need to scream and jump out of my skin.
Of course, it's early yet.
I'm going through more boxes of "stuff" and trying to determine what I should keep out and what should go into the garage storage area. And in doing this I realize that I've forgotten to leave space on the book-shelves for some of my nicer vases and collectibles, so now I have to shift a bunch of the books AGAIN.
I hung two of the wall shelves that I know held black cat stuff - but I can't remember WHAT stuff. So I've been doing a lot of putting up and taking down. You'd think that that would be a simple task -but somehow it isn't.
I really need to tackle putting the bedroom furniture where I want it so I can unload some of the bedroom stuff from the garage, and I also need to try to put the etagere that I bought for the bathroom. But that is not something to be done when in an impatient mood!
I think that later I'll go out to run some errands, even though nothing is really pressing. I think part of my problem is that I haven't been out of here since Tuesday night and the walls (blank as they are) are starting to close in on me.