Narg.
Right now is a very bad time to think about things. I'm exhausted after having worked eleven hours today with an energetic nine-year old boy. IT'S TWO IN THE MORNING! I feel barraged by too many things that I wish I didn't have to think about. Off the top of my head, the first two of those things are 1) packing and moving a bunch of stuff to St. Olaf because I always get anxious and stressed when I move, and 2) social stress and missing friends like crazy.
I just want everything to go well during the next week. My dream move-in weekend at St. Olaf involves seeing Steffen, Laurel, and other friends who I haven't seen in a while (depending on the person, the time frame involved is between three weeks to three months that have passed since I've seen these friends), having a good time with them, catching up and hanging out. This weekend also involves the least amount of stress possible, given that I'm moving in to St. Olaf. I know some amount of stress is unavoidable given that I'm moving, but I really don't want to fight too much with Mo' Mama about stupid things that make us both feel awful.
I just want everything to go well during the next week. My dream move-in weekend at St. Olaf involves seeing Steffen, Laurel, and other friends who I haven't seen in a while (depending on the person, the time frame involved is between three weeks to three months that have passed since I've seen these friends), having a good time with them, catching up and hanging out. This weekend also involves the least amount of stress possible, given that I'm moving in to St. Olaf. I know some amount of stress is unavoidable given that I'm moving, but I really don't want to fight too much with Mo' Mama about stupid things that make us both feel awful.