stunt_muppet

Ugh, so much packing. So many clothes. Why do I have so many clothes? Why do I have so many shoes? And why, even after long and careful reflection, does each and every article of clothing and pair of shoes seem absolutely essential, because it goes with this other thing/I might have occasion to wear it/what if I find the perfect matching thing/I could use it for a house event. Gah, I'm such a girl sometimes.

Um. Anyway. I haven't been present the past few days because packing has been eating my time. Thankfully, most of my stuff never left the boxes in the garage, which makes packing easier, but that still leaves the clothes and the toiletries.

Which wouldn't normally be very stressful at all, except I know I'm going to forget something. I always do, every time I go anywhere, and I'm driving myself kind of crazy trying to figure out what I'm missing and trying to make sure I don't forget anything essential. That, and I'm worried that it'll get cold really fast and I'll be left with a bunch of short-sleeved shirts and only two or three sweaters. I mean, I'll have a chance to go back and get my winter stuff in October when I go back for the wedding, but what if it starts getting frigid in September? Yeah, it's never done that before, but you never know.

...aaaand, fuck, I just realized I have no idea where my keycard is. And I'll bet I hid it away in some convenient place that I'd be sure to remember, except I can't and you'd think I'd know better than that by now because I can never just remember shit.

I hate packing.

[ETA] Found it! But I still hate packing.

*ahem* Yeah. Rant over now. Sorry about that. Anyway, point is, we're leaving for collegeland on Thursday morning, but packing up Wednesday afternoon, so in the event that I get caught up again in the Where the Hell Is My Stuff game and don't talk to you all between now and then, that's what I'm doing. We move into the dorms on Saturday, so I should be back around Sunday or Monday.

On the upside, I should manage to actually finish a bunch of the stuff I've been writing in the meanwhile, since hopefully Mom won't make me drive the whole six hours. We'll see.

As with last year and the year before, I plan to cut down on my Internet time this semester and spend more time in the Real World, interacting with people and developing functional social skills. I wonder how long that resolution lasts this time.