Sometimes I just have too much time on my hands. Like now. I've already quit my old job, with iExchange.com and not yet started my new job, in California, with E-ppraissals. All I have to do for the next week or so is pack, close up affairs here, and find a new apartment there. When all is said and done this hardly occupies more than a few hours of my time per day. The rest of the time... what do I do.

I haven't got a lot of ambition to do things right now. Anything that might be engrossing, like photography, would need to be set up, and I know I'll just be tearing it down in a couple of days. Also, as time goes on, more and more of my stuff gets packed. I've tried to save some of the good stuff to be packed last, but alas, some of that is the easiest to pack, so it actually gets packed first, like books, for example. I have a couple out, but I can't just pick one of my old favorites up, flip around reading little bits I like. Pity.

It'll feel weird not to go to work tomorrow. Oh, I know it's presidents day and all, but still... every monday for weeks, months, maybe years, I've gotten out of bed and headed straight to work.

The place is starting to look a little weird... bare cupboards on the one hand, and stuff laying around that I've got organised but not yet packed. All of a sudden the floors are full and the shelves are empty, the opposite of how it should be. All the little touches that make a place lived in are absent. It's a little hard to tell if I'm moving out or just moved in. I guess it's kind of a blessing that the place is still in good shape, I won't have to do much cleaning before I go.

I guess I'm pretty much done here. Not that I got much done while I was here, it was one of the more barren times in recent life. But I feel like there's nothing for me to do, or produce here, which doesn't make me want to try very hard to do anything.

I hate times like this... being done with something but not quite time to move on. It would be nice if I could just go to sleep and wake up when it was time to go. The worst part is I can't really imagine my future life, and I feel like I'll just have to wait and see how it turns out. How to plan for the unplannable...