I don’t want to be this way, I really don’t, but I honestly can’t do anymore packing! I have most of the stuff that I am taking with me to London sitting in piles on my bed, I have empty luggage sitting in my hallway, and I have most of my other clothes and stuff in plastic bins downstairs (completely out of my way). If I just put all this stuff in the luggage, I’ll have so much more space in my room right now, which will give me a little more breathing room to get the rest of the stuff packed up to go to Pennsylvania. So why don’t I just do that? Why am I sitting here writing this blog instead?
I have to wake up early tomorrow to speak with my realtor in London, call my insurance company to check up on the status of receiving my 90 day supply of my prescriptions, and go to a hair appointment, so I need to get some rest, but its almost 9PM, and I’m sitting here NOT packing. Procrastination is a disease. A disease that I unfortunately have a very severe case of. I honestly don’t mean to procrastinate, and the last thing I want to do is wait until the night before I leave to pack, but I am paralyzed by procrastination. I can’t move. All I can do is sit here and look for random nonsense on the internet and/or watch truly bad television that I normally wouldn’t even consider watching.
I gotta get up...OK, I packed. I fit all the stuff that I have ready so far into two large suitcases, one medium, and one small. The valuable and irreplaceable items, such as my laptop and jewelry, are coming with me in my carry on luggage. I just can’t believe this is happening so fast. I just hope that all the pieces of this sort of complicated puzzle all fall into place within the next two weeks or less. Less would be great!
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