I’ve been filling up my days; picking up shifts at work if I’m not already working 40 hours, making plans with friends, family, family’s friends. I’m trying, I think, to do as much as possible so that I feel productive while still avoiding doing the things I need to do to get ready for my move.
It’s not a great thing to procrastinate on, but I’m doing it because I’m nervous. At the same time I’m excited, and I know doing things about it will eventually be better, but for right now the stress monster is eating me and I am succumbing.
I think I need to clean my room. I wish I could remember where I heard this quote that cleaning your room is like cleaning your mind. I need to face my insecurities and messes head-on.
I can’t do it tomorrow though. I’m too busy.