Tough

Sometimes, no matter how much you want something to work out or how fervently you pray for things to get better, they just don't. At least not for a while. And no matter how many people and good friends surround me 24/7, and despite the fact I know Heavenly Father won't abandon me, most of the time I feel completely alone, isolated, empty.
Good thing we have this blog for me to vent about it. Not like you guys don't get it enough anyway. Thanks for putting up with it (usually).

two suitcases, one backpack and a purse

I officially have way too much stuff.

Too much to be car-less and flying home for the whole summer, cramming it all into a couple checked suitcases, a carry-on and one small personal item (aka my largest purse). At least Southwest lets you check two bags for free.

Sometimes I want to just give it all away and start fresh. Simplify. Wouldn't it be nice if all I needed really did fit in two suitcases, one backpack and a purse? (instead of storing ten boxes of my life in a different basement every summer when I go home).

How much do I really need?

Why Elms, why? I'm not even moving out!*

I HATE CLEANING!!!!!!!

That is all I have to say about that.

*actually it practically feels like I am since I won't be here for the next 5 Sundays. People who know I'm staying in the ward will think I'm inactive. People who move into the ward won't know I exist. I won't meet my new roommates until they've already been living in my apartment for a month....weird...that shouldn't bug me really, but it kinda does...