Well, the terrifying process of boxing up my life has commenced. About a third was moved yesterday, with assistance from my co-worker Dave, and I’m about to begin again with Matt this morning. I eschewed renting a moving truck this time, although this means a lot of trips back and forth.

Although I seem to have too many things to move as quickly as I’d like, I also have too few things to properly fill a two-bedroom apartment. These things will be worked out, possibly through a binge trip to Target.

Moving the bed always seems to be the catalyst to actually living in the new space… until then, you’re just pretending. And speaking of hauling that bed…