I can't be in two places at once amd my landlady is not going to be reasonable.
First, I have to look after this kitty. No, I don't have to be here 24 hours a day but she's on chemo. She needs extra meals snd special care. When I am packing in Vallejo today, I will either have to quit or drive back to Oakland and then to Vallejo again because I have to give her a chemotherapy.
I need to be here but I also have to be home packing and organizing. One of the reasons this is taking so long is that I had just emptied out a storage unit before my landlady gave me notice. She knew that too. Would have been nice if she had said, maybe you should hold off on that. Also, would have been nice if she had just accepted my notice or given me the same amount of time (90 days) she gave the other tenant.
So I need to do all that! But I also need to find movers and figure out how I'm going to pay for that and that means phone calls and emails.
I also need to write an email to my landlady to key get know my time frame, ask if there is any leeway and tell her about the TV incident. That will take time I don't have.
I need to go to storage and pay my phone bill and buy cat food and urgently need more boxes and to make sure I'm there on Thursday when my friend comes to pick up my plants.
I can't leave anything and I have to be out by Saturday. I also need to be out of my house sit early on Saturday!
It's been hard to get any help. I realize nobody wants to come up to Vallejo. I realize they also don't want to have too be anywhere near my housemate. A friend offered to help today but I didn't get enough done yesterday to be ready for the help. Actually, what I really need is for someone to run my errands and buy my boxes while I focus on packing. Yeah, like that's gonna happen. *sad trombone*
Everything hurts. So tired. I overslept. I know I needed the sleep, but damn! This does not bode well for getting work done.
DON'T FORGET TO EAT!
So, I stopped at, Benicia Coffee Company, my favorite coffee place for a fuel up and free therapy from the awesome people who work here! Next stop storage followed by unfortunately, only a few more hours of work before I have to head back.
One of the many things I loved about my anthropology professor, Donald Wren, besides being a great teacher and one of the best bosses I've ever had, was he told me about the women who made all branches of anthropology a great scientific discipline instead of minimizing or ignoring them. He encouraged a lot of female students to go into the field. I often wonder where my life would have taken me if I had followed through with transferring to UC Berkeley to study archeology as he hoped I would.
AND BACK TO THE SHITE!
I'm really hoping I wake up at a decent time tomorrow. I can't leave super early because of the kitty. I have to make a trip to storage first. Then I have to meet the friend taking my plants. I want to scream. Movers come at 830am on Friday. Fuuuuuuuuudge!
Additional Stream of Expletives
When I asked if they could check with the stockroom, "Oh no. We close at 11! Also, it's not in my job description."
"Really? The Walmart official website says you are open until midnight."
By the way, if it's not in your job description, I'm thinking you can page someone who can check such things.
I am not going to run back up to American Canyon. If I have to run out to get boxes anywhere tomorrow, I'm not going to have time to put things in them.
Right now one thing I'm regretting, besides still having to draw breath in this frustrating world, is that I gave all the boxes from my last move to someone who unfriended me over black lives matter.