So, moving is probably one of my least things ever, for a number of reasons. Mostly, the stress of it all.
Yesterday, the major amounts of stress that have been building up and I couldn't take it anymore.
I ran away to grandmas for the night.
I had some chores I needed to do for her anyway, and I had some laundry I needed to do, and she lets me use her washing machine.
While there, she let me eat lots of food. (When moving, you stop buying food because you don't want to move it. I had started running out of food, and I didn't have money to eat out)
She gave me small amounts of food, easy enough to move, so that I could have food when I get moved to my new apartment.
and I slept. Sometimes you need a night away from everything.
Basically, running away to grandmas can make life infinetely better.
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