having to go in to work tomorrow. what?! i leave in less than 5 days. my shit is in boxes in storage and in suitcases. i have nothing in the fridge and nothing in the cupboards. my cat is now living with my parents and my car is insured to my sister. it seems so wrong that i have to return to normalcy and work my ass off for two days. why again did i agree to this?
eh, anyway.
biggest challenge these days is to streamline the packing. i am going from arguably one of the most aesthetics-driven countries (france) to inarguably one of the least (china) and need to be both practical for hot weather (which i've visited but never lived in) but still need to hang with the chic in the south of france. what's a girl to do... and why the hell do i have so many jackets. and hats. and jeans. jesus christ, the second coming in denim. the thing that i try to keep in mind is what my best friend did when she left for shanghai. granted, she still had a room at her parents that she didn't need to clear out and rent to someone else, but she's also tremendously good at not buying / accumulating stacks of expensive denim. and military-esque jackets. and gold or bronze sandals. she literally took with her one backpack and one small suitcase when she moved. i'm forcing myself to keep it down to an enormous duffle (one i can practically stretch out in and i'm 5'7") and a suitcase that could house a family. she's trying to help me with this by telling me to visualize my small bedroom with nowhere to hang stuff and reminding me that this may just be a 6-month thing (god, i hope not. i'm going to stay 2 years just because i don't want to have to move again).
self: visualize mixing and matching. channel a monk or something. take it down a notch.
i guess this is not necessarily a bad problem to have. if i ever wonder where my salary went, i now know. but i don't because i already knew.
off to bed. must be able to analyze very small data in a very precise way in about 8 hours.
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