So, I've known about the pending move for what seems like eons, but I do nothing. I schedule for movers and pack what I need them to move the night of, and some while they're already moving. I leave a bottle of wine at the apartment to motivate me to come back and clean and pick up the rest of the mess I'd left. After work yesterday jonesing for a glass of reisling, I stood in the middle of my almost empty apartment, thinking there's no way. Trying to calculate how much it would cost to just tell the leasing people, "You clean it." I throw out 5 bags of trash and shrug my shoulders as if to say it's the best I can do. Grab my wine, and the rest of the liquors (cuervo, malibu and a lonely bottle of corona) and take it to Ray's new house and proceed to vacuum for him. I'm only lazy on my behalf.

This morning I woke up at 6am and decided "I didn't feel good." Called the lead for my current project at work to inform her I will not be in, and parked in front of the 'puter. Get up Jen, clean the apartment and take advantage of the pool while you can. Today's weather forecast said high of 74.

I am lazy procrastinator-rator! Feel my wrath - here in a minute, when I get around to it.