Moving day, and a bunch of bad news.....

BUT I AM STILL HERE! (HA!)

So, Rob and Mark, the two wonderfully strong, big men, moved most of Rob's furniture to my place. (I now have a new bed, new desk, new chair, new night stand and new TV stand, courtesy of Rob.....thank you, Rob!) I had gone back to my place prior to their coming to drop off stuff, just to clean and get the place ready. Just when I was feeling proud of myself to have had cleaned everything, dusted everything, and made the room ready, I got a call from Wendy:

We had registered for the wrong class on Tuesday. It's in freaking Camarillo. (For those of you who reside outside of CA, it's about an hour away from me, geographically speaking. And, if you reside in CA, you would know that means an hour and half to two hours, depending on traffic.)

And, the only other time that class is offered this semester is during my supervision on Wednesday nights.

Which means, I am royally screwed, schedule-wise. I had planned my entire counseling traineeship schedule based on my school schedule. Move one thing, I have to move everything else. It's a freaking chain reaction.

I took a few deep breaths, and went back to cleaning. There was nothing I could do. It was after hours. Rob came. We unloaded the stuff. Everything went according to schedule.

And by God, I am going to work this shit out by tomorrow. You CAN'T get me down, I say! (I am strangely happy despite all this, for some reason. It's all kind of hilarious to me.)

Peace, y'all.