Guess what the solution was... yep, more shopping.
I don't know if I'm not packing because all of the sudden I'm not stressed about how to move everything from A to B or if I am supremely unmotivated. A note on that: huge thanks goes out to my friend Ryan for lowering stress levels by offering a truck, trailer, and muscles for the move... and buying me chocolate in the form of KitKats.
Seriously, no desire at all to pack any more. I especially am avoiding my bathroom. I've gotten so used to having a double vanity all to myself... now I'm going to be sharing a bathroom.
UGH!!!!!
Okay... I'm done whining (publicly)... maybe I'll go pack.
Or watch a movie.
Or read.
1 comment:
Paaaaaacking suuuuuucks. Why do I feel so meLONchOly????
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