May 23, 2005 11:04
So. I have boxes. Ten, to be exact, plus three things I'm going to have the UPS dudes box up for me.
That's a lot of boxes. And there's another six waiting for me up there already.
My suitcases are packed. I've got my carry-ons organized.
I even took my stereo apart this morning.
I guess I'm really leaving. I hadn't thought I would, but here I am, leaving.
It's just.. big.
Cindy and Buck are really really ready for me to go. I don't think Cindy likes me much anyway, but they need me to go because I'm taking up space, and I cost money. They need money.
I don't like causing trouble for people. I don't mean to.
I don't know.. I guess I'm just guilt-ridden about a lot of things.
I wonder how much it'll cost to ship all this stuff that I have left to ship. I should be going today, so I'll find out soon. And I'll still have money left over afterward, hopefully.
I'm trying not to panic. The two people whose advice I trust the most have both told me that I will be fine.
What if they're wrong?