I’ve done it again. I thought I was preparing so much for my trip back home for Christmas…that I actually didn’t prepare much at all. I have to be at the airport in a few hours, and luckily a friend has offered to drive me there. I purchased most of the Christmas gifts for people on my list. Yet here I sit, on my floor, with the the cat nearby, and a heap of stuff piled on my bed, waiting to be sorted and/or packed. Sigh.
It’s been about a week since I made the decision to move across the country to Colorado. I notified both jobs, my landlady, and the people in my life. Now it’s all about packing and winnowing down my possessions. *Side note: Wes Anderson movies make a great background for this sort of thing*. Thankfully my parents are willing to store my furniture and a large portion of my belongings that aren’t comin with me. I sold off a tidy number of my books today and I have two large garbage bags full of clothes to donate. The apartment is mess right now, all half full boxes and clothes scattered around. The bunnies are running rampant in the maze right now and the cats look disturbed. That’s all for now, will update more later.