Anyway, since I'll be in Philly tomorrow I decided to get ahead on things and pack today. Yeah, good plan. Here's how it usually goes:
I sometimes make a list of things needed to pack. This time I just started laying things out I didn't want to forget. Next I mentally check off that list one by one. First pajamas, then socks, then t-shirts. The I get bored and I decide to clean my kitchen starting with the dirty dishes, then the fridge. Then the recycling needs to be bagged and taken out, then I need to organize which mail and bills I need to take. Then I go back to the mental list and check off a few things, sometimes adding a few MORE things that I just finished, just so I look like I've accomplished something significant.
This goes on and on, except then I clean the living room, ball up dirty laundry to take, remake my bed since I'll be subleasing my room for part of it...oy. Seriously. It's exhausting. All of this is intermittently prone to bouts of throwing myself on the bed and sighing loudly. It's awesome, you wish you were me.
In the meantime, I took a picture of my sunflower that died on my fire escape. Stupid sunflower.

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