Sometimes I want to turn my internet off.
Obviously I would NEVER in a million years do that. However, it does stop me from doing things that I need to do - such as pack. But truly, I’m not packing because I HATE packing.
Always have, and I think I always will. I can be so excited about where I’m going and still not want to pack. I took until 3AM the night before my flight until I packed for Paris. I packed super late for my cruise. I’m leaving to go to Dallas tomorrow to start my awesome post-grad life with a fantastic company, and I’m sitting here blogging.
Eh well, some things change, some don’t. Guess I’ll go pack, or watch How I Met Your Mother…
