Time to panic NOW?
I keep having these awful moving-related anxiety dreams where my brain feels the need to destroy everything I love. Am I going to be checking all day to make sure my dog is still breathing? Why yes, I think so. (Also, there was a sideplot about needing to dissect a cat or something, but it was okay because it was a zombie and IDEK. Not important, except in that wow, you would really think my brain has something against cats and I swear I don't.)
Two basically spur of the moment cross-country roadtrips on no more notice than this did not freak me out the way this is freaking me out. And yes, the house of awesomeness exists and there is a not-slim chance it will be ours, but even if everything works out perfectly on that front... it won't be by the end of the month. And I have no idea where I'm going to be living ten days from now.
Excuse me while I... hyperventilate. A little.
Two basically spur of the moment cross-country roadtrips on no more notice than this did not freak me out the way this is freaking me out. And yes, the house of awesomeness exists and there is a not-slim chance it will be ours, but even if everything works out perfectly on that front... it won't be by the end of the month. And I have no idea where I'm going to be living ten days from now.
Excuse me while I... hyperventilate. A little.