Can My Eating Disorder Wait Until After I Move?
So after I found out how much it was going to cost to have a hitch and all the things that go with it attached to my car and after a friend scared the bejeesus out of me with what will happen to my car if I go more than 45 mph while towing a trailer (basically, my transmission would blow up, leading to a $5,000 [minimum] repair), I decided that I wasn't going to tow a trailer to Madison. So now I'm in a total panic because I need to pare way, way, way down. Because anything that can't fit in my car will have to be shipped.
I've been sticking with my diet so far---the only chocolate to pass these lips in more than a week has come from a Slimfast can---but I'm exhausted and headachy and I could really, really use a chocolate-chip cookie. Or a donut. Or a brownie. Or a cupcake. Or pretty much anything laden with sugar and fat.
Both of these suitcases are large enough for me to fit inside. I also have two slightly smaller suitcases full of clothes, one filled just with clothes that are three sizes too small. Because one day, I will get into them again.
I think I might have too many clothes. And too much denial.
This pile is actually two-layers deep. And all but one of the boxes is at least 75% books. And I'm still packing books.