Weekend...

I have spent all weekend packing and feel like I haven't accomplished anything. Which isn't true. Most everything in the living room is packed. A very large portion of the kitchen is done, and part of the bathroom. The problem is...all these boxes, both full and empty, are giving me a severe case of claustrophobia. Not to mention the paranoia that something will go wrong at the last minute, and I won't get the house. I know I was pre-qualified but I can't help the feeling. Things have just been going too well. Pessimistic, I know. But it has been a really long time since I had so much possibility. You know?
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