i'm in the middle of moving. my least favorite thing after the dentist, my car breaking down or sitting in a group of middle class people talking about their college degrees and subsequent careers.
I'm in the phase where both places are relatively stark and uninviting, echoing and really not functioning. its come down to where my bed is. right now its in the old place....a couple more days then its in the new place, along comes the cat and tada! its official.
hoping the move will be done by my birthday....then i'll be able to really focus/wallow on/in my birthday neurosis and do it up right.