GEEEEEEZ.

Today I moved a family from a six room apartment into a 7 room in the same building as part of my job as a "Professional Organizer."

I feel like I am about to keel over and die.

I unpacked over 100 boxes today and I am not joking.

I don't even need a cocktail because I already feel drunk from exhaustion.

Tomorrow: "organizing" day 2.

BARF.

I am totes making a panini and going to bed in T-1 hour.