Just thinking of all the packing that I have to get done in 3 days. I received a headache while walking through the house, eyeing all the goods. I'm feeling overwhelmed and unsteady, and I fear an attack is trying to make itself known, not only to Me, but... to All that come into contact with Me! I believe that Bipolar is a bitch that's scorned, out for vengeance and willing to do any and every thing... to cause havoc and ruin. I hate her and her bastards!