If getting myself together to pack for the recent road trip was an inner battle with procrastination, UNpacking from the road trip is an exercise in total procrastination domination. Our house currently looks as if we opened the front door, unzipped our suitcases, and threw them across the room. Dirty laundry scattered everywhere. Piles of old mail. Remnants of last night's Thai food delivery dinner. Books and baseball cards and a tired, sleeping dog.
I'm going to need a bigger cup of coffee.