Busy busy...

So this weekend is the last one where I'll have to drive back and forth from Athens! YAY! But, not I have to figure out what I can leave. I was going to take everything... pots, pans, tv, microwave... but then I realized I'm still going to be here for about a week, so it'd probably be better if I left something for me to cook with. So istead of packing and figuring out where everything needs to go, I cleaned the carpet. Not just vacuuming, I got domestic and lugged my mom's Bissell from home and steam cleaned. Whoa, big step for me. But I do like things clean. I'm not a very neat person, but if I clean, there's no halfway. So when I saw eraser-sized stains in places I'd already cleaned, I got down on the wet carpet (it's kinda itchy--I wouldn't recommend it) on my hands and knees and scrubbed til the stains were gone. Oddly enough, a huge stain that's been on my floor since the day we moved in two years ago is gone. Huh. Oh, well, I can enjoy it for a few days.

I haven't been able to sleep well lately. Which is bad for me, because I love to sleep. Naps are the ultimate joy of life. Kidding (sorta). I've just got too much on my mind. And when I have too much on my mind, I have trouble falling to sleep, and when I do get to sleep I clench my jaw (never heard of TMJ? good for you), making my sleep fairly light and tossy-turny. What's on my mind, you ask? Well, even if you didn't you're reading my blog and I can tell you if I want to:

• I'm getting my dress on Saturday!!!
• I have to find a dress for graduation, and shopping for dresses is honestly the worst thing to shop for for me. It even tops bathing suits. At least those aren't supposed to fit unless you're a size two with a big chest.
• Packing (of course, it's my life right now).
• Finishing up my class. Our presentation is Wednesday, and for some strange reason, I decided to volunteer to bake muffins. I don't really like to bake and I don't even really like muffins. Brooke, wanna help/do it for me? (My sister is a baking diva.)
• Personal stuff that you probably don't know me well enough to get details about.
• Final wedding planning stuff. It's getting old. Reeeeaaaalllll old. I'm officially a broken record.
• Finding a job. Seriously, is every company in Atlanta needing PR managers and CEOs? Nobody needs entry-level people? I think it's a conspiracy. Not sure what conspiracy but it is one. Really.

So now I'm off to finish cleaning the carpet. I'm not done? Nope, still have to do my room. But all my stuff is spread out all over my floor to be packed (Read: I haven't done laundry and clothes are strewn everywhere). Which to do? Packing, cleaning, packing, cleaning... Maybe I'll just eat dinner.