Anxiety and Bad Goodbyes.
The moving truck rolls in at the bright and early hour of 7 AM tomorrow morning and by that time, we need to be all packed up. There is just so much to do. It isn't that I've procrastinated, I just underestimated the amount of time needed to pack up the numerous knick-knacks and odds and ends. I'm overwhelmed and I dread what lies ahead of me today, which might be why I woke up so early. It is only 5:35 AM, an ungodly hour when even the sun is sleeping. Why am I awake?
This happened to me the other morning as well.
Within the last two days, I have added 1,536 songs to my IPOD. This is very important because I will be spending five days driving my mother's car across the nation and it helps to have a bit of music. It will be my one source of entertainment in a drive that can only be described as a living hell.
I've realized that I'm terrible at saying goodbye. This week has been a nonstop parade of goodbyes and none of them seem final. Other people will cry, and I'll just hug them and laugh and say "I'll be coming to visit" and things of that sort. We promise to write eachother, but I highly doubt that many of my friends are capable of writing a sincere letter. The majority of my friends are there merely for the fun times, but once you need someone to rely on... well, don't count on it. They also go by the mantra "Out of sight, out of mind." Seeing as I'll be 3000 miles away, I figure I'd fit into the out of mind category.
Although I hate to even mention it, this might be my last post for a while. my computer is being packed up today and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to find a computer on my cross-country expedition.
Perhaps I can borrow my dad's laptop before mom and I drive out on Saturday.
There is so much going on in my life. My blogs tend to be more interesting when everything is going at a slower pace.
Question of the day:
What was your biggest move and were you happy with your choice or did you end up regretting it?
I'm going to attempt to go back to sleep so I don't transform into the devil when it is time to pack.