In typical Hayley style, I’m sitting amongst a half packed lounge room pretending to pack. I’ve moved all objects from my room at M-J and Plum’s house into the front room and weighed things a bunch of times. I have bags under my eyes from a combination of late nights, emotional fatigue and maybe being a tad hungover. I know that I’ll be totally packed before tonight is over, then spend tomorrow pacing. It’s really the only time I get stressed over little things. The good news to all this is that I had a lot of distractions leading up to this very point. Let me elaborate…  …