All of it is just getting a little overwhelming! I believe that as soon as I fill a box, things magically appear in corners, unseen, making the room look less and less like I'm going to be able to finish packing by the end of the week.
I am incredibly excited though. The thought that I am about to move into my first apartment all by myself is INSANE. And I have this great feeling everything is going to be fine...even though things are getting bunched up around the move-in date. I have to move out of this apartment by 10 pm on Saturday. My dad is being...my dad and trying to find a place to store the U-Haul he's renting so he doesn't have to drive it all the way back to the suburbs and then back to the city.
At 10 am on Sunday, I have to go pick up the keys to the apartment from the apartment finding service I used to find my new place. And then it's off to the new building and attempting to find the freight elevator and hope beyond hope that the one I've been using isn't it. It's waaaaay too tiny.
I got new shoes today because the knock-off Toms I've been wearing quite literally fell apart on me on my way to work. I have this really weird tan line from them so whenever I have a moment outside (usually during breaks for my class) I take off my shoes to get a more even color.
I'm starting to really see the appeal of instagram, if that isn't obvious by now :p
I made wine with my granny and my boyfriend over the weekend but I totally forgot to take pictures >.< I've been pretty hair brained lately, which is why I probably won't post a whole lot until after I get settled in the new apartment. I will be certain (fingers crossed) to take lots of pics of the move and the set up!
Look for me over on Tumblr. I'm really active on there.






