Packing, Moving, the Like

I absolutely hate packing and moving and all that stuff. I get distracted so easily (just like when I'm doing other things I hate). The silly psychologist in me thinks that it has something to do with my so-called fear of change. But it's not that I'm afraid of changing; generally, I accept that things change...c'est la vie. I do admit, though, that I'm gonna miss this apartment. It was the first one that my name was on the lease and I had some responsibility for (however well I took on that responsibility...but that's a different story). I'm just really not cool with the fact that I'm packing all this stuff up, unpacking it on Thursday, packing it up again in two weeks, and moving into a new apartment. And this will all be repeated in 3 months or so when I head back to the Burg for classes in the fall. No wonder I have no desire to pack. Even after I graduate from Tech, we'll be moving around in the PA/MD area depending upon what grad school I end up going to...and then after that depending upon if/where I get a job (although retail at B.Moss is sounding more and more appealing...discount anyone?). I'm not used to not having life all planned out; I need to get used to it though. But all this packing and mind racing and lack of mental exercise is making it really hard to get to sleep.

Plus, I think there's a little part of me that's starting to get nervous about work this summer. It's my first internship, and I'm scared that I'm so excited for it. I really really was looking forward to my job last summer, thinking it would be cool to be working with kids on a regular basis and to get some recreation experience on my resume...but the job turned out to be a pain in my ass. Twenty-five 3-5 year olds in one place (inside most of the time) is never a good idea. And to add glue and sand art and TYE-DYE to the mix...horror. Plus, bop me on the head (shoulda had a V-8 style) if I ever consider supervising high school students ever again. They have a tendency to be miserable. But really, I'm looking forward to spending a summer playing in the archives and working with researchers and stuff. It all sounds super-cool. Plus, I may be doing some oral history stuff too, which I personally really dig. BUT I'm not looking forward to the lovely York-to-Harrisburg commute... Hopefully, it doesn't completely ruin the experience for me. Although I'd better get used to commuting if I wanna work in Phili or Bmore. Eh, we shall see.