The Big Yellow Joint

So my sister has been bugging me to start adding to my blog. She even posted a whole entry on me, I'm assuming, to guilt me into starting up again. So here's my Friday night. Right now I'm half-way watching the Huskies play the Huskies (UW, UConn) in the Sweet 16? I think that's right. So far the Huskies (UW) are ahead. If they win, cool. But I've learned not to expect a whole lot, growing up at a choke high school, attending a choke college, then moving to a choke town. I'm also packing away boxes full of crap that I'm taking out to my storage unit in Enumclaw tomorrow. We're moving this summer, and I figure if I can get at least half of our belongings into that storage unit, we can MAYBE get the house into some sort of sellable condition. When my husband got the new teaching job last May, we figured he would commute for a year so we could get the house ready to sell and not have a lot of crap to move. Nice plan. Come February, and I'm up to my ears working on these wiretaps for work and I don't even have ONE spare minute to start packing. Work has been pretty non-stop since then, but I have been making an effort to get the house ready. I'm so ready for a new house, but haven't done the work to get rid of the old one yet... Help. Anyway, my Friday nights are a far cry from the corner stool at Moose's by the phone, but this is my life. Who'd a thunk it.