divine angst

Packing. And more packing. And taping and packing and packing.

And waiting for someone to get back to me at work because a HUGE problem has developed and he usually responds pretty quickly to these sorts of HUGE problems, but I haven’t heard from him at all.

And dealing with a problem at the house that resulted from some repairs we had done on the request of the buyer, hoping that the repairman can fix the problem he caused and if he can’t, we could be screwed.

And then tonight it will be more packing and taping and packing.

Why do all the fires start burning at once?