My apartment.....is a wreck.
I've justified not cleaning up for the past week because I'm moving in 10 days. So, I figure, why put things away when I will just pull them out to pack them soon. Right?
....Nope.
I have no idea where to even begin. I have to gather all my things from + clean my bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and hallway closet.
And here I am. Staring at the mess. Sitting on top of it. Typing about it.
This is when being a real-life "grown up" gets awkward. Mommy knows how to pack. She knows where to get boxes, what to pack first, and how to arrange everything so that nothing breaks. But Mommy is 300 miles away. So I'm skulking around behind restaurants and grocery stores, swiping boxes that would probably would be easily given to me.
Sigh.
I am going to go try really hard to make progress. I can't make any promises though.
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