Sarah J

so packing my whole life isn't quite so bad as i expected. however, the psychological aspect of putting my entire life in boxes is rather disturbing. i've never moved a lot. i've lived in the same two buildings my entire life and my room has always had the same view/decorations/feel to it. now...?

i have no room

i did receive some comforting words at dillons (local bar in astoria) last nite: it's good to move. good for you.
ok, so it's not nearly as inspirational on the screen, but it's really comforting to hear instead of the usual 'wow' or 'why?'

4 weeks until I start out. Only 3 until I no longer work at Grand Central... hurrah! So much to do and so little time. But isn't that always the way.

Today:
-clean my room (Sunnyside)
-return overdue library books
-schedule hair cut (gift from mom)
-schedule dentist appt

Friday:
-work
-replace stolen bike wheel
-move into apt I'm house sitting for next 2 weeks