I am literally losing my mind.
Moving is getting ridiculous. And not only just moving in my furniture and clothes; I just have things that I need to do and I feel like I am in a wind tunnel and I can’t think straight.
I have maybe 10-15 lists of things I need, things I need to do, things that I should probably sooner rather then later take care of.
Out. Of. Control.
I am patiently waiting to get all my belongings in and straightened out (which I know will take forever also) and to just get in my groove and not have to worry about this stuff anymore!
One day, right?