Sunday madness

I'm sitting in a sports event place, watching a N.C. Panther vs. Miami Dolphin game, and yes (dum, dum dum), wearing a jersey! EEEEEEK! I don't know why I agreed to this in the first place, I guess you could call it morbid curiosity of the male pre-occupation with sports, not just ANY sport, the ultimate contact sport...football. The game is an enigma to me, I won't deny it, but put me in front of a screen and surround me with a bunch of people screaming at the screen, and I do get involved. I'm not a cop-out, I'm just willing to learn some of the finer points of the game, even if it does decrease some of my "gentility status" as a female. Oh well.

I get to move today, and I'm excited about moving. I really don't have much of a choice because my old apartment has already been rented; however it sucks because it may be in the same building, but couldn't be more farther away. I have to move everything up stairs, and it's not as easy as it sounds. I actually have to move stuff down the stairs then cross over to the other side and go back up 2 more flights of stairs to the 3rd floor. Ugh. I'm glad I've been walking to work all this week, it's gotten my muscles all loosened up and ready for the calf killing I'll be doing later today. I didn't sleep well last night, and for some reason it's not affecting me.

Yesterday I had to go through all my storage to compact it a little more, I mean I have a bigger place yes, but my storage space is a lot of little spaces instead of one huge closet like my current place. Hopefully I've gotten rid of enough stuff to keep me ok. It was kind of interesting to go through memory lane starting from birth to my current state of adulthood. I opened one box that I haven't gone through since I got it from my parent's attic in my childhood home. It smelled like the dusty old attic still and evoked some powerful emotions and memories. Combine that and going through old memorabilia and you got a VERY emotional night. It was cool, not a negative thing, it brought some smiles to my face alive with memories. *sigh

Well, I'm being bad and not paying attention to the game...so I better wrap it up..man, the things I do sometimes!

GO PANTHERS!