Waste

I can make two posts in one day, right? It's not against the rules, is it?

So, I am barely packed, the house is still a mess, and my editor is currently napping with his feet resting on the bedside table. I forgot to mention that this "last-minute do everything" is something we have always done right before a trip. The same goes for the rest of my family, we're last-minute-ers. Even with the panic feeling and stress of having to leave in less than five hours, I can't help but sit and watch the ticking clock turn. I mean, you thought it was bad this morning? HA! Every ounce of motivation I had must have escaped when I went to buy cat food.

Since we are about to leave for two weeks, I was convinced by my darling tuxedo cat let everyone outside. All the cats love "outs," and I honestly believe it is great for their mental health. (We've got four cats in a tiny apartment, you know someone is bound to go crazy).

There had been a lovely formation of clouds overhead and it even rained for a little today. Its funny, but as soon as it started raining, the sun came out, giving the whole scene this surreal vibe to it. right now, the sky is grey with more clouds flowing in from the mountains. It is not helping with my motivation level.

Alright, I'm out of ideas again. I suppose I should finish packing before its too late. However, my lovely little white fluffy cat keeps flirting with me, telling me to waste a little more time. I think this song accurately describes this melancholy that I've been hit with.

http://youtu.be/UbEVzpdOlVg

"And everyday that you want to waste. . . you can."