so, i'm back from my mini-vacation to florida, visiting my older brother and his family. the vaca was good for me, i think, but i can't seem to get out of the "i'm relaxed and unmotivated" mood that i was in while down there.

all in all, i did absolutely nothing while i was there. i watched movies on michael's pirated dish / 65" hdtv. i played pool. i lounged. i tried to play with the kids, but kailee kept running away, scared. the first three days that i was there, it rained, which was a good thing. since i've been in cali, it's only rained a few times, and not recently, so when i got there, and it was raining, i was happy.

now, i'm back, and unmotivated. everyone who knows that i'm moving keeps asking me if i'm done packing yet. i haven't even started. i don't know what it is. i think i'm still perturbed from the move out to california that i don't want to do it all over again. but i know that i have to.

we got the go-ahead to paint if we want to, and i'm going to paint my room a nice warm shade of blue. i've wanted a blue room for a while, and now i get to have one. but, in thinking about painting, i don't want to move everything there, and then paint, i want to paint first, and then move into the new room. maybe i'll start tomorrow or something. at least it's something to do.

aryn doesn't want to pack. no really, he doesn't. he doesn't want to deal with the process of moving, he doesn't want to deal with boxes, disassembling furniture, moving trucks, heavy lifting. aryn is not looking forward to that.

yes, i like talking about myself in third person. i've been doing that alot lately.