With less than 24 hours to go before I begin my journey to Europe, I’ve been a little stressed out today. I still have a ton of packing to do, I hate to fly and I’m just worn out from my last trip to NYC and my recent trip to Vegas (more on that later). I finally have laundry done, Nicorette to get me through the flight and at this point only need to get everything in the actual suitcase. Stress relieved, right?

Well it would appear that where one stress stops another one starts. My roommate told me today that there is no way we can extend past the June 1 deadline of me moving out. Which means that once I get back from Europe, I have two weeks to find a job and an apartment or I have to head back to western NY and move back in with my parents. Which I seriously don’t want to do. Part of me thinks I should never have left the Army. I just don’t understand why I’m having such a tough time getting a job and it’s beyond frustrating.

Ugh. I’m in a bad mood so I’ll stop there. But this sucks.