Moving in less than 90h.

So I still have a whole weekend ahead of me, plus one completely Hesburger-free day, which I’m going to spend doing all kinds of at-home things. For instance washing some laundry and cleaning the place.
I have not really touched any of the boxes after I packed them and have mostly been living out of my sister’s wardrobe. Those are always useful by the way. Little sisters, I mean!
So, how does one spend their last 90 hours of living “at home”? On their laptop, in their room, all alone, probably. Well we’ll see. Actually I’m not even going to be home for a fair 24 hours of my last 90 hours so I guess that leaves me 66 hours at home. Minus about 10h sleep each night so thats 26 hours. Which doesn’t add up because I suck at maths.. err.. Well I only have monday. Which is like 12 hours long depending on how I sleep. Soo maybe I should spend those 12 hours walking around the house remembering good old times?
Maybe not.
Good night for now.
P.s. I miss Michael