AHHHHHH!!!

So its 1am and I'm still packing.

I hate packing. I've always hated it. My mind goes in six directions and I can't stay on one task and then I get distracted and lost in something that I don't need to worry about at the moment. And making decisions about what to take is so hard... so I usually take everything I can think I MIGHT want.

So you'd think all of this would be easier now because I'm on Aderall. However, my dosage just got adjusted this afternoon and then I COMPLETELY forgot to take my second one this afternoon... and all of a sudden I realized how unproductive I was and I looked at the clock and realized that it was too late for me to take it.

So add my recent stress, sleep deprivation, hormonal imbalance and completely med-free ADD-ness, and it was NOT pretty! So... I'm still packing... Ugh!

Four hours of sleep and a four hour plane ride stuck in the middle seat after leaving for the airport at 7am; sit at another airport for three hours; climb into a dinky little plane and fly for over an hour. Then, I'm going straight to a wedding basically right when I get home... and then I have to re-pack and leave at 8am to start driving through California...

Why do I do this to myself!?!?! I'm going crazy!