My life is simply one big organized mess. Or more accurately, I've honed the ability to pick out the things I need out of the mess. I am flabbergasted at the amount of redundant things I actually own and now I have no idea what to do with them.

Bloody hell, I'm in such a highly-strung state before I go to work. At least I have packed all my clothes and stuff, get that out of the way first. I'll do the toiletries and the rest tomorrow morning when I come back from flight. Don't when I'll get the chance to sleep since I'll be working overnight.

Never mind, one baby step at a time... I have to get my act together now.