My parents decided to go to New York tomorrow, lord knows why, and they want me to go with and even offered to PAY ME to go because I would miss my last week of work. Should I go? I don't know. I won't say exactly how much it was but they offered to pay me more than I would make in a week of work but the anxiety is rising and I feel like I should stay here and do stuff but what do I have to do? I won't get anything done! PACK! I have to pack! I'm even stressed about packing and I never stress about packing and I haven't even started packing and oh my god, why haven't I started packing yet? Why am I such a procrastinator? I have to go start packing!
Haha, who gave the crazy girl the okay to go to Venezuela? Whew. Just kidding. I'll be okay. Just getting a little too anxious when I know that worrying will really not accomplish anything and that I will get everything done that needs to get done and that things are bound to go wrong and that's okay too. Right? Okay.
No Venezuela fact today, instead I have this picture of lovely Merida for you all to enjoy. And also to calm myself. Oooo, pretty Merida! That's where I'll be, two weeks from tomorrow! (Click on the picture to get the full splendor.)


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