When One Bag Became Four

So I'm about done packing.
One bag became two bags when I need to take my blankets and towels in another bag.
Two bags became three bags when I had more clothes to take with me.
Three bags became four bags when I realized I needed to take my computer.
Than I also have my yoga mat bag which TAMARA made for me! It's beautiful! I love it.

So all together 5 bags.

Tomorrow we're leaving. It should be fun. I'm quite excited actually.

I cleaned my bathroom this morning. I have to wash my pillowcases before I go. I'd like them to be clean when I sleep over there. My room isn't going to be that clean when I leave. I wanted it to be clean but it looks like there's not much hope in this small space. I will miss my bed though. And the hanging bras that i've yet to pack are quite the decorative punch.

You know what i'll miss most? Tennessee. My guitar. She's my everything and she's going to be stuck in her case for 2 weeks without any hands on her. Without my hands on her. I hope I find a piano so I can have some outward musical expression.

And I came to another realization right now... I'm going out today and I have nothing to wear.