I got the job!
Yay yay yay yay yay! That’s excellent, good, wonderful news and I’m sure once I get back up to SF and start working and get an apartment everything will be fine.
But for now I’m having panic attacks about everything and I’m tired and cranky and in less than 2 hours I’ll be picking up my friendsies and driving 14 hours to South Padre Island.
Logically I know everything is really great but I’m just really tired rn and everything’s happening really fast and I’m freaking out about everything. At least I’m not taking the first driving shift…

