61 days, dear god!
i just calculated it and as of today I have 61 days until l more to Chicago. Sept 14 is the proposed start date. One day less than two months. What-have-I-done? The freak out has officially begun. And the worst part is this comment isn’t a joke.
This is Heather.
Whenever I freak out I say to myself, “Self, what’s the absolute worst thing that could happen?” The answer is always “Death.”
And I don’t think moving to Chicago will kill you.
Hey H.
I know it isn’t going to kill me. But I still get overwhelmed at times.
– Matt