I love to travel, but I hate to pack and sometimes unpacking can even be worse. By waiting until the very last minute to pack like I usually do, at least there is a time limit which pushes me to go faster. I do not have hours to debate over which shirt to bring which unfortunately leads to over-packing or having to play eenie-meenie-miney-mo to choose which one. However, unpacking is a whole other story. Many times there is not a deadline that I have to finish by so my clothes can end up sitting in a pile for days before I get around to hanging them up. The reality is that it never takes nearly as long to unpack as I expect it to once I get started; it is just the getting started part that I have problems with.
Coming home from school this year was no exception. I was exhausted from trying to pack everything for the summer into just two suitcases so the first night I did not even touch my bags and found a t-shirt to sleep in.
Day 2: I opened my bags.
Day 3: I hung up most of my clothes.
Day 3: But as you can see my room was still a mess.
Day 4: You can finally see the floor! Unfortunately the clean floor didn't last too long.
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