I'm still stuck in my office with a bunch of boxes. All my stuff is packed so I can't really do anything, cos ALL MY STUFF IS PACKED.
I spent part of the morning chatting with sharpiesgal, finished reading one book, started reading another book, spent part of the afternoon chatting with my sister down in Florida, talked to my husband a couple of times...
45 more minutes to kill before I can go home.
And I swear if the woman who sits at the desk right outside my office doesn't stop cracking her gum and sucking her teeth, I'm going to smack her. She's 75. But I won't feel guilty about it.
At least I'm off tomorrow.