Everyone was gone for the weekend, so I had the house to myself and my dog. I was so busy boxing my stuff, taking care of the dog, working out, visiting my cousin and her boyfriend, cleaning up and double-checking that I had everything packed that I didn't notice that I had totally destressed!

Then my family came home, and within thirty seconds of my mum walking in the door I had to take an Ibuprofen to deal with the shooting pain in my neck and head. She was interrogating and criticizing about every little detail of the weekend, and it drives me nuts when she does that. So I went down to my room, happy to know that independence, an eighth, and relaxation are only a few days away. :thumbsup: