I feel like I'm dragging my feet.

I know I only have one week left, but it seems soooo faarrrrr awaaaayyy....that I have simply slowed packing down to almost a standstill. Instead, I worked on photo albums. I had been meaning to make them for some time. I wanted to gather all the photos I had taken of my extended family at our shared cottage over the years, and then put them in an album for everyone to enjoy when they visited. Some of my cousins live as far away as Florida, so I only really see them during the summer at the cottage...or when someone gets married. Which has become less frequent as there are only 3 of us single rele's left. Brian, my sister, and myself. Eep.

So I made the photo albums and changed the oil in my car, and packed a few things, and ate lunch and then it was time for work. Maybe tomorrow I will be more productive....although I doubt it.

I also need to be exercising more....my back problems escalated today making it difficult to sit on my butt at my desk job. Joy.

I don't want to spend 4th of July by myself. :(