On doing things that really suck and make you crazy

I just got back from helping my Dad pack up my Bubbie's condo, and move her stuff up to her in WI.


To say the entire experience was kind of hellish and exhausting just doesn't cover it.  It was so stressful my insanely constant period came a week early.  


Some of it we really could have planned for better, but the truth is, any kind of moving just SUCKS.  There is no way around it, unless you have tons of money and can just walk away and let someone else deal while you're on vacation, it's going to suck royally.


How do I keep finding myself in situations where really, it's just going to suck?  This last year has put me in numerous situations that are really all about other people.  I don't think of myself as being particularly martyr-like or anything, but situations that are maybe not so healthy for me.


I know I'm shitty at some aspects of friendship.  When I call a friend, I'll happily chat for hours, but I'm not likely to call daily/weekly/monthly and I'm terribly at letters and cards.  But when called to met someone in the desert with shovels, I'll bring two different kinds and a plastic tarp.  


What does this have to do with anything?  There are things you just DO.  I wasn't going to let my dad deal with the move by himself.  I'm not going to let friends suffer where I could be helping.  Family is really important to me, especially since we're all scattered to the winds.  I'm shitty at staying in touch, but there really isn't anything I wouldn't do for my family, and there are a lot of people who arn't blood but are family to me.


Just don't ask me to help you move anytime soon.  I will leave you for the wolves.