What is life, but one big "Get Your Shit Together" moment?

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. The best because I was finally going to be moving into my OWN apartment. No roommates. Just me. Plus my cat. It was the worst of times however, due to having a financial strain and the added stress of having to move sooner then expected. However in times such as these, there is no other option than to put on your big girl panties and sojourn on. So I find myself packing and trying to figure out how to best get my cat in the cat carrier. He hates car rides and likes to pretend he is dying the whole time. Currently, he is curled up asleep unaware of the torturous 20 minute car ride coming his way. And I? I am trying to meticulously plan out my week so I don't fall behind on anything. Soon enough this will all be over!