The apartment hunt continues. I am now well versed in the many ways that less than honest real estate agents can make a crappy place sound good. “Newly renovated” means that there was a fire and they had to gut the place, “cozy” means you can lay down and touch both walls, “no fee” means hidden fee, and “garden level” means a basement apartment. Yet I return to the fray, because I must. With the end of the year stuff going on, the new job stuff, and the apartment stuff, the posting quantity around here has gone way down, it should go back up in a couple weeks after I am settled in to my place.

Tess will be back next week! I have reached the limit of time I can spend without her. I am so very excited that I could explode. I just hope that I will be able to be at the airport to pick her up. Lets hope the chaos that is my life at this point coalesces into something resembling a human being. Cross your fingers.

I have been packing up a years worth of memories into boxes and getting ready to move them to the next chapter in my life. It is times like that that always seem to me to be the most bitter sweet. Leaving what you have built, looking forward to what you will build. I see it as a river, it flows, and I flow with it. I get introspective at times like this and start to wonder what it all means, what will happen to us all, and if we will make it. I don’t have any answers, but I hope for the best.