Crazy.

Earlier today, M sent me a text that said she was going to spend today and tomorrow moving the rest of her belongings out. I came home to see that she had only removed two boxes and taken her bed apart. Of course, this means that tomorrow she will have to move: 6 bags of garbage, a dresser, a desk, a bed, a bookshelf, and countless boxes of complete junk. I have a strange suspicion that she won’t actually get it all done! Call me crazy.