11:37 p.m. | 2003-07-01 I Know Myself Well. I said I�d be loving AND hating myself tonight and tomorrow and it�s so true. I�m really loving myself because I went through most of my stuff and purged a bunch of it. It has made packing a lot easier, however, I�m hating myself because I�ve really pushed it to the last minute. Now I�m panic-packing. Just grabbing boxes and throwing stuff in it. Rinse and repeat. More than likely though, I�m packing stuff I want to keep. Rather than crap. I believe this is the first time I�ve actually taken the trouble to purge BEFORE moving. I�d recommend it. Perhaps purging when I�m not moving might be worth checking out also. If it were possible, I�d have them isolate my pack-rat gene and destroy it. Gah. Unfortunately, I still have some stuff to pack in the kitchen, diningroom and bathroom. Then, there�s that whole library of books in my office and the clothes in my dresser. That rule the movers have about only moving empty furniture is a good thing as it helped facilitate my purging. But it takes up a lot of boxes, you know? I called my auto insurance company (AIC) today to change my address. This is that. (AIC:) Hi, this is Missy Miss. How can I help you today? (CI:) I just need to change my address. (AIC:) Okay. What�s your new address? (CI:) TheHotel. (AIC:) How many miles will you be driving to work? (CI:) None. Absolutely zero. I�ll be walking to work. (AIC:) Wow! Really? (CI:) Yeah, about two blocks. (AIC:) Two blocks?! That is so cool! Did it take a really long time to find MyHotel or did you just get lucky? (CI:) No. Just pure luck. I wasn�t even planning on moving. I just found it and decided to move. (AIC:) That�s really cool. You can go home for lunch and still have most of your lunch hour since it�ll only take a couple of minutes. Wow! (CI:) Yeah. If you check my records, you�ll notice that I�ve been slowly but surely shortening my commute miles over the years. (I�ve been insured with them for 20 years.) In fact, I think the only way I could get closer to work at this point would be to move into my office. (AIC:) I think you�re right. Two blocks� that�d be so cool to walk to work. (CI:) And, get this, that two blocks is in MyPark. I get to walk through MyPark to get to work and back. (AIC:) Two blocks through MyPark?! Honestly, I�ve never had so many different people excited about �my move� before. It definitely keeps the whole idea exciting while I plow through all this miserable packing and whatnot. I also had an interesting conversation with MyBank today. Boss had to stop in so I decided to change my address right at a teller window. Just for the record, I don�t know the last time I was actually inside of MyBank as most transactions occur via other methods. Anyway, here�s that. (Teller:) Hi, how can I help you today? (CI:) Hi. I�m moving; I just need to change my address. (Teller:) On your checking account? (CI:) Um, well, on all my accounts, actually. (Teller:) (Embarrassed.) Of course. I�m sorry. I don�t even know why I said that. Well, actually, I do. It�s near the end of the day and I�m tired. (CI:) That�s okay. Me too. To round out my interesting conversations, I picked up lunch at the deli yet again today. While I was waiting to order, I noticed that the cute young man (CYM) who helped me yesterday was helping one of his buddies. See, I think CYM is going to college and is in a fraternity. Just a guess� he�s been wearing a frat T-shirt lately and now he�s being teased/harassed by other young men his age while at work. I smell a �frat�. Anyway, the Owner (O) took my order today and made my sandwich. Obviously O is CYM�s (�FratBrat� henceforward) boss. While they were both busy working, about 10 people came in at once. Here�s the conversation between O and FratBrat (FB). (O:) You must be taking your time making that sandwich for your friend. Look at the long line of customers. Don�t think you can be slow just because it�s your friend. (FB:) I haven�t been slow. These people just came in. It�s taken me just as long as it usually does to make this sandwich. And, look at it (placing it on his friend�s tray). This is art. It should be featured in a magazine instead of eaten. Just like all the sandwiches I make. And, I have to say, it was a very �pretty� sandwich. Now, while O was preparing my lunch, he managed � I don�t know exactly how this happened � to call me �Babe�, �Princess� and �Gorgeous�. If you ask me, those are perfectly wonderful condiments for a sandwich. But, that�s just my opinion. As I wanted my lunch to go, he wrote on the price on the bag. I thanked him, went to the counter and paid his son � who knocked on the counter � and went back to the office. When I went to eat, I noticed that he�d written the price, penned the word �Hot� and scribbled a happy face on my bag. And, knowing my passion for pickles, he gave me a whole pickle instead of a spear, and it wasn�t dill� it was rather spicy. And very good. Ever since I decided to move to TheHotel, it�s like I�m reeking of some terribly intoxicating pheromone. Really, it�s quite odd. Men have been winking at me, holding doors open, complimenting me, whistling, etc. But don�t worry because nature always balances out the good with the bad. Hence, I came home and packed, cut the top of my foot open with the tape dispenser and stepped on my sunglasses. I need more boxes, I�m glad I haven�t packed the bandages yet and I�m seeing new sunglasses in my very near future. your thoughts? seed flower