Please note that I am extremely stressed out and my heart is racing and I’m doing too many things and not anything WELL.  and I kind of just want to move home and live under my parent’s bed and never look at another duvet cover or move-in folder ever again.

(Don’t worry, this will pass, I just need to take a deep breath and have some fruit snacks.  But in the meantime: Please continue to feel sorry for me.)