My mom’s cup of tea was ticking this morning. I was still in bed and I heard this constant ticking. I asked my mom what it was. She assumed it was the clock. I dismissed it as such for about a minute before declaring that false. I eventually lost cool and had to find the source. Automatically I came to the conclusion it was around the table my mother’s tea was on. I looked around and listened… I found nothing that usually ticks. I kept thinkign it was the tea or the candle. Logically it would be the candle – the flame flickering. In the end it was the tea. Geeze.
Today will be our last main moving day. I’ll be hauling this computer off and will construct the desk I got in the mail. The cable people will come today and transfer our cable as well as hook up the cords. My eldest brother is coming down as well. He has been complaining of a throat problem, that might very well be strep, and will be taken to the emergency room here by my mom – health insurance, money and whatever issues…
My doctor’s appointment with Wynn has been moved to the 30th. I do not know when I’ll be seeing the therapist yet.
My dad will come down on Saturday to stay a week, if I am not mistaken. We’ll be unpacking everything. My sister will come down either LATE that night or sometime Snday morning. I’m a bit exicted to show the cats the house, as silly as that may seem.
Well, that is all I am writing.

Woke up around 5:30. We left at 6:30. We got to my eldest brother’s place and got ready. We left and made it to the church at 9:45, I believe. I was tense throughout the whole proceedings in the church. When I passed by the coffin finally, I started to hypoventilate. My mom thought I was having a panic attack. I did not think I was. It was one of those… asthmatic moments.
When calm again, we went to the cemetary. He served in WWII, so there were gun firing and the like. After that we went back to the church and after leaving that we went to my great aunt’s home. We left at 3.
On the trip back my mother and I talked about death, suicide and got a bit philosophical. When we got home we got back to packing and moving things out of the house to the new. This room is empty now minus my computer, some clothes in a suitcase and the bed. there are misc. things, but nothing “worth” mentioning. I’m waiting for my mom to take her shower and then I’ll be taking mine. Sigh… I’m getting off now.

A relative passed away on Saturday. We went up there today to spend time with my mom’s aunt. The funeral will be on Tuesday. This whole thing is making me feel under the weather. I’m worried for my great aunt.

We have it. Tomorrow will be the day of cleaning the place up. I have my computer desk and my dad tells me the bed we ordered is in. This weekend will be busy, as will the weeks ahead. Yeah.

Saturday, I left with my mom to drop by my brother’s house for the weekend. Usually, I keep away as much as possible. I decided to go for once. I had not had a haircut for nine months. It was undeniably needed. The whole weekend was cleaning and packing.
The main reason I avoid the house is because my brother is a slob. The house is not a place I would want to inhabit. I felt dirty being there. I did not want to sit or touch anything, so for the most part I mainly stood on my feet and if I ever rested it was on my mom’s bed since it was changed and dressed with clean bedding.
It was *Monday did I get my haircut. I lost a good amount of hair. I went in between my “short” and “how long my hair was at the time” for once. When done, my mother and I went to get some groceries for my siblings and some cleaning supplies. I started packing big time after that. I was going as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Later that night when my mother got back we went out to eat Tex-Mex and when we got back I did more packing. My sister found the laptop I had been asking about. Said laptop was one my mother used back in 1997. If she got it sooner than that, I am not certain. Simply put, I became hopeful.
I went to bed around eleven that night, but I could not fall asleep – that is to be expected. I rose then and decided to see if the laptop was still able to run. As opposed to everyone else in the house, I believed it would. I was right.
It was so amusing to look through it. I removed some programs, looked through files and did some other means of cleaning the inside of it. I shut it off a couple of times and cleaning the physical aspect with Windex. In the end I found the defrag link. For some reason many programs were not on the link bar so I had to look around in the files of Explorer.
I ran the program for a while, but eventually stopped it, turned the computer off and put it up into the case again. I was becoming tired by then and promised to work on it again the next day.
Today was spent only cleaning. My mom had a conference, hence the main reason why we went there. Before she left, I woke up and she asked me to do a chored for her. I decided I’d add onto that chore and did so. My brother does not do dishes, laundry… pretty much he does nothing. I decided to try to clean all the laundry and all the dishes, as well as make the kitchen as clean as possible.
In the end the laundry made up around five or more loads, so I pretty much used up ALL of the detergent. I ran the dishwasher a couple of times after scrubbing everything. While that went on I worked freakishly hard on getting the sticky table top clean and later worked on the freezer that was covered in coffee grains. God… The microwave was terrible as well. Then there were the stains on the bloody cabinets and the fridge was sticky.
In the end, I collapsed onto my mother’s bed after hooking up the laptop in there. I ran the defrag program to undergo the process comletely now that it had a place to be safe from the animals. I promptly fell asleep after watching the defrag process.
I slept or cleaned for the rest of the day and when my mother got home we started to pack the boxes we filled up into the car, got all of our clothes packed and added them in and then got the dog into the back. We hit the road around six forty and got home slightly before nine. Bloody tired were we, but i was determined to clean up the kitchen and do some laundry before I took a shower and get something to eat.
Now I am here. I am achey, and tired physically. I think I will take a nap simply for my body. Whenever I wake up, I’ll finish the laundry if possible, empty the dishwasher and work on the ancient laptop some more.

Whoo-hoo! I won an Ebay bid. The person I was in a bidding race with was a bastard. Why? Because he/she was obviously using one of those programs that out bids others automatically unless it reaches a price point that the person will not go. Ten dollars more than I had hoped, but it is still cheaper than the only other place I saw the item at.
I have also found that bidding makes me sick. Adrenaline… sheesh. Well, I’m still packing away. I slept for about three to four hours earlier after packing non-stop for about four or so hours. I mainly stopped due to my back. I’ve picked up on the packing again right now and am merely stopping to update.
Okay-yo.

I’ll be having less time to bother with the comp. as well as my other usual things. It is moving time again and it is around the same time we moved last year. I’ve been packing whatever my mom can think of asking of me now that I packed all of the things I am not leery of packing without permission or “guidance” – my mom’s fragile things.
I still see Cindy every Monday at 5:30. I do not know when I’ll be seeing Mrs. Wynn again. My father went back up north on Monday morning without saying goodbye to me – bad, Dad! No treat for you! My mother ordered a bedspread for the bed that I’ll be using once we move. We got it in today.
Other thing about ordering is that I’ve been eying something on Ebay like a vulture for the past few days and tomorrow will be the day of descision. If I do not get it, then I will not… but damn am I hoping. Tomorrow will also be spent helping my mother pack some more.
Sunday morning she will be going North to visit my brother. She also has a conference meeting to attend up there on Tuesday. Since she will be gone on those days, she has designated me to water her plants on Monday. I’ve warned her that if I somehow get locked out of the house, bitten by a snake, or screw up somehow, I am blaming her for choosing me.
Anyway, I was chosen because my brother left today for where my dad lives. He’ll likely be back on Monday. Next weekend my dad will come down and stay for a week to help with packing and all of that hub-bub. He’ll go back to his appartment after that and then come back down again the week after and stay for another week – I believe – to help us move into the new house.
Hum… If there is more, I’ll post such later on in small comments.
Oh, and I am still a paranoid freak I have found due to things I have bee thinking of as of late. “Gosh darn it.” Heh.

Man… I have not updated this baby for a while. Well, my life in a pill bottle… Just yesterday CP showed signs of life, I did more models, my dad arrived down here today, some point earlier this week I wrote a short story…
I see Cindy every Monday at around 5:30, my brother now has a second job, my other brother still has no job, I started packing today, my sister is down in Mexico now if I am not mistaken…
My mother and I did a lot of “errands” this week. Some to deal with my brother needing food, and other things dealt with ordering furniture, thus going to Rick’s Furniture. This moving business has sort of changed up my schedule…
Also, I gave up on the scanner and doig anything with the art programs on this thing. All it does is make me irritable and eventually want to destroy something physically. I figure it is best to back off before I mutilate my fingers with something or decide to break something expensive that I’d curse myself for after.
Recently, I saw an old music video from year 1994. I remembered seeing it back when I was seven. It was a memorable time that summer… the best memory I have, I think. It made me nostalgic and I decided to look up something. It was a show I remember catching glimpses of, but never catching it at the right time during that summer. I found the episodes on YouTube… I was very happy, being able to see them after all this time…
Anything else that comes to mind? Not really. Tomorrow will be grocery day, I will likely pack more things and those are the main things I can conclude to be undeniable to occur. Sunday my brother and his girlfriend will come down. My parents talked of brisket for dinner on Mother’s day. I do not know if it is this week or the next time my dad comes down here will he stay for a long time. I guess I’ll see as time progresses.
That is it. I cannot think of anything else to write.

Well, I saw Cindy. The meeting was pleasant and I rambled on about BS. I was not able to print out my entry to have as a form of prompting and remembering… but after many long silences accompanied with rubbing my temples a lot, I managed to get most of it, if not all of it, out. Anyway, I do not know if this is useful at all. I mean, I’ve only seen her two times… but what is there left to talk about now? Oh well.
Nothing more to put down in regards to “importance”. Hah… what bull.
Anyway, I have seen neither of the girls since, oh… Saturday maybe? Perhaps it was Friday. Sigh. I saw Kyle a bit, but nothing much to say. My brother is going for a second job while my eldest brother is still jobless and pretty much does nothing but leech off my parents. My sister, I have no idea really. I know some point, or perhaps already, she intends to go to Mexico and she is dealing with rooming for this summer.
I guess that is it.