Tommorow I am moving to south florida with my girlfriend. She is already down there, and has been living at our place for a few months. I couldn't move until tommorow due to work obligations. I have had about 3 months to pack up my stuff and have it ready to go for tommorow - basically a whole town home full of furniture, clothes, dishes, books, etc, has to be put into a u-haul. Its a 4 hour drive down there, from here. Each day for those past 3 months - I have meant to pack up a little bit at a time. Instead, each day for the past three months, I pretty much got high and said "fuck it, I'll do it later". And now, its 7:10pm on the night before I have to leave and I haven't packed up any-fucking-thing. Instead I am high, and watching family feud. holy shit - I think I may have a problem.