It’s Friday already?

With my move looming in the not so distant distance my nerves are shot. I have so much to do - and now I have very little time to do it. I know it will get done, and I know everything will go smoothly - but dude… I am still an anxious wreck.

I fucking hate moving.

I hate packing - I hate all the heavy lifting.. and I hate unpacking.

I just gotta suck it up and get it done. I just wish we had more help. Its just going to be my parents and me, with limited help from my brother. If we had more hands I know it would go so much more quickly - and my dad wouldn’t be stuck doing so much of the heavy stuff. It makes me worried.

I hate being worried.

Ugh

so..  you might not hear from me for a bit - I am going to be busy busy busy.. I will try to keep everything updated… but you know me! =)

See ya on the other side!