For the first time in my life, I’m rather organized.
I’ve completely arranged for picking up my stuff in LA. Called the storage space, got the plane tickets, sent in written notice, arranged for pick-up, rented the van. All well before deadline.
All my bills are being paid on time.
I took care of all my AZ things. Driver’s License, insurance, tags.
Rent is good. Car payment good. No tickets.
No emotional drama.
I’m writing 3,000 words a day (at least).
So… this is what a normal life feels like?