Thanks. I have been trying to break down the packing into smaller bits, but now I'm at such small bits (like move one book) that I'm not really getting anything done. I don't really have anything super fun to look forward to, and I feel guilty the whole time I'm not packing because I have some very good friends who are helping me move and I don't want to let them down. I would reward myself with a little edible treat, but that's just adding to my weight-gaining problem.

God, I sound like such a whiny loser -- I'm so sorry. I just feel like the tide of depression is coming and I'm going to be swept away. I haven't started thinking about how to do myself in, yet, but I did have the thought earlier today that it would really be ok if I weren't here.