Packing is more or less one of my absolute least favorite things to do. Lucky me, I've had plenty of packing over the last few months.
Right after New Year's, I finally unpacked from the Beloit semester, kicking off my organizing extravaganza.
Then it was time to pack for Senegal.
Then I packed for spring break, and turned around and packed for a weekend trip.
Before I knew it, I was packing for home.
And then a trip to Beloit.
And then home.
And then Beloit.
Maybe it's because I'm a freak when it comes to packing. I have to do it several days in advance, and there is a clear and definite system. It also involves picking through everything I'm not packing. It's not the moving that bothers me, it really is just the preparation.
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