We made it to Italy. I didn’t panic “too much” on the plane. Of course, “too much” is a relative term. I had an internal freak out. I disguise it very well...or at least S said I hid it very well. Now we’re happily installed at our hotel. We’ll be here until we locate an appropriate living situation.
I hate the packing portion of moving. I like the unpacking portion. Why? Because I will always end up packing something I actually need to have with me. This time, it was my very nice fuzzy eye mask & matching blanket from Brookstone. It was from the Nap® line; I was looking forward to using those things. Instead, they’re packed in some box because I didn’t set the items aside. Had made this portion of moving very bright for me when I’m trying to sleep. Very sad. And tiring, actually. I haven’t had a real night of sleep since packing that eye mask...which is why we need to find an appropriate living situation quickly so I can get to my eye mask!
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