Packing

My apartment is slowly disappearing. I packed all day today, and I packed a ton right before I left for vacation, and it’s finally to the point that you can tell things are going away. For the first while, it seemed like I could pack box after box and not make a dent on what was left. Not anymore. It’s exciting, though. And a lot of work.

Vacation was fun, but I kept thinking about everything that had to be done still. My wife will defend her thesis on Friday, and we have a slew of people who want to do things with us before we left. It’s almost enough to make a person feel popular.