I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
Buuuut the plan is to spend the weekends at this house, anyway, so I can finish up next weekend. I still need a couple hours of bringing stuff down - there is stuff on Black Bolt to pack up for the apartment - so I'm going to sleep on my new bed. It's going to be dismantled and moved tomorrow, but I will be using the same mattres/bed frame, and change freaks me out. I figure one night familiarizing myself with this new bed will help.
The plan, or so I've been told, is to start moving things at 10 AM. I figure if I sleep by eleven thirty, I can get up at four and do three hours plus cleaning/getting stuff ready to move. (I'll take fifteen minutes to a half hour to shower and eat, and then I'll be set.)
I figure if I tell my mom the truth - that my heart rate still goes up when I go up the stairs - and that I have been doing as much as possible, but I felt like I was going to pass out or die if I did more, I can have a little extra time to pack things up.
I don't know, but I plan on getting 90% of things done tomorrow, so that should work.