Did I mention I hate packing?

[razareil]

It feels like I've been living out of a suitcase ever since spring term ended, plus with my housing situation in flux, I don't think that's going to change anytime soon. You'd think simultaneously packing for two different trips would save some time, but nope, it's twice of an ordeal. I'm starting to think that maybe coming back a day early so I could catch my breath between Miami and Hanover would have been a good idea, but the decision's already made and there's no changing it now. I guess how I end up viewing it in hindsight will depend on how my time in Miami goes. How the fuck can I be getting cold feet when it was mostly my stupid idea to begin with? Yet there's a cold lump of dread in the pit of my stomach that won't dislodge.

I'm having a very stressful day. I won't say "a very stressful Christmas" because for me, this isn't Christmas. Not yet. I want a nap. T_T