I must be CRAZY?

I must be crazy. I keep telling myself I'm just organized, but truthfully, I must be crazy. My three girls are gone to Florida. They are having a great time. Swimming every day and have even met some friends in the neighborhood. Richard has gone back to work for the week. He will not be home until Friday evening. I am here, ALONE, packing up this house. Richard offered, (many times) to have packers do this for us, but I am stingy, I don't want someone else packing up my stuff. I want it packed with order and organization. WHAT WAS I THINKING? I am feeling a little overwhelmed and a LOT lonely this morning. I woke up determined to enjoy the quiet time. Have a few days to myself, clean, pack, organize and get ready for our next adventure. Truthfully, however, I am not feeling that way. I MISS my girls like crazy. They called a little bit ago and seem just as happy as can be. I faked it for them. I did get to wake up to a wonderful thunderstorm. Heavy rain, lots of thunder lightening and wind, it is now clearing up. I watched three recorded episodes of my favorite show before I decided it was time to get busy. I went to turn on my favorite cd to get me started and Richard had already packed up the stereo. No problem, I thought, I went to the computer to pull up my favorite radio station and for some reason, my computer will not open the program to listen. Ok, I will listen to Alex's playlist, I have now listened to it a few times and it's only 10:30 in the AM. I decided to make me some scrambled eggs and ham for breakfast. I thought some energy and my favorite breakfast meal would be great, but as the eggs were almost done and I went to season them, I had opened the wrong end of the pepper shaker and all the pepper dumped out. I tried the eggs after I stirred it all up, but they were almost black and VERY spicy. I put them down the disposal. I then went to make me a piece of toast. Keep in mind, we are very limited on groceries since we are moving and didn't want to pack alot of food. MY BREAD HAD MOLD ON IT. GAG, is this what my day holds? I have decided I need to take desperate measures to make this a good day. I am going to drink, yes at 10:30 in the morning. It has now stopped raining so I am heading to SONIC for a Route 44 Diet Coke and I am going to head to the moving store to buy more packing paper and then I am heading back home, and thank God for the opportunity to be able to pack myself and not have to be working now. At least I have the time off, Right? I am feeling better and as my mother always told me" Pouting doesn't get you anywhere Amy" so I am signing off and heading to the Sonic.