The hard drive of my computer crashed a couple of days ago and while the fine people of Compaq are taking care of business (the laptop is still under warranty) I have been going nuts. I never realized how dependant of computers I am and how much time I spend around them.
This morning, for example, I woke up 10 minutes late and I did everything I usually do in the morning except for turning on my computer, checking my mail and reading my celebrity gossip and even so I managed to get to work 20 minutes early. How does that happen?
Onto other news, I am moving next week so in an effort to get everything ready, I have been looking at some furniture in the hopes that I'll find just the perfect things. I HATE SHOPPING FOR FURNITURE! and it's not even that I hate shopping for furniture per se, but I feel immensely pressured and it shouldn't be like that.
In my mind, furniture shopping should be enjoyable...but it's not. I keep worrying about what my apartment will look like if I don't have the couch, the loveseat, the ottoman, the coffee table, the dining table, the barstools, the bedframe, the night tables, the chest, the chair, the TV, the DVD player and the TV stand... and yet the only thing that I have found that I'm confident enough to buy, though it's probably what I need the least, is the TV. No matter how ugly the TV, it's still a TV...I wish I could say the same thing about the couch...
So yeah...Yvette was trying to comfort me yesterday by telling me that I don't HAVE to buy everything right away, but I obsess and I'm still obsessing. And I worry about what people will think if they come visit and I don't have a table, and I should be worried about other things, but right now...that's that.