>I’ve spent most of my day hauling boxes out of my house and into a storage shed near my parents’ house. I’m excited at the prospect of starting over in a new place, but it’s tough work to pack up my whole apartment by myself. My parents help, but ulimately it’s my responsibility.
No wonder my eye has been twitching. At the office, it seems like they are trying to squeeze out every last drop of work out of me before I make my exit. Then I have the stress of finding a new job and a new house. This is on top of all my usual stress and fears. It’s surprising I haven’t started drinking heavily.