To do list

It is May. This has, for the last 7 years, been the time of exams. For 7 years, the beauty of a summer's day in London (particularly the nice leafy, green parts of North London where my rents live) has been downright spoiled by the need to bury one's head in a book that one would really rather kick into the (inviting) long grass.

Until this year. This May, I have no exams. No dissertations, and nothing to revise. Hooray indeed. Freedom!

Except, I'm still waking up every morning in a panic and have that constant flood of adrenalin in my stomach. I can't stop stressing out! What's wrong with me? Is my body just doing what it's learned to do over the last near decade of degree, A-levels etc? (No it didn't take me 7 years to do Alevels and a degree, I was adding GCSE's for effect and I had a year abroad...anyway, back away from the tangent!).

I have a ma-hoosive to-do list. I leave in 7 days for the Big Apple and I still have to pack, sort out travel money, find a place to live, work out how to pay for the BVC from abroad, apply for a loan, get payment from jury duty last summer, whoops, finish off some work from my internship loooong overdue, bajillion letters to write, apply for a whole bunch of jobs...crap crap crap I still haven't joined an Inn so I have to get all those forms done in my lunch hour.

The last is an issue as the uni administrator is particular cranky and unpleasant. And it's not the last as there's lots more on the list- including sorting out my utter utter pigsty of a room.

For practical reasons (as I've been moving around so much this year) and financial ones (a well-stocked fridge is nice to come home to) I've been back at home this year. This means that my poor mum has to put up with my room being more of a hovel. I, the slob that I am, can put up with just clearing a space in the general area of my bed to collapse onto each night. But this really cannot do, I'm meant to be a sofisticate, init? This is the blog of a 22 year old, not some stroppy Kevin teen!

The only problem with huge to-do lists is that I think about all the things I have to do and then go 'I couldn't possibly do all of that eeeeeeek' and then proceed to get stressed and do nothing. Thereby giving myself the same stuff to do in less time. With less hair, as I will have pulled it all out by then.

See earlier post on exam stress!

I think I'm one of those people who are always claiming to be busy, but never really get anything actually done...Must do better! Going to clear at least 5 things* on the list before bed tonight.

Now, must find paper and pen to write said list. *Mel ventures into Room. She may be gone a while*

*Writing a list totally counts as one thing.