Okay so I think I just might be moved in now. Boxes are scattered all over the place and I don't think my back will ever be the same...but what a relief. All the anticipation, all the drama...but I am finally in my own apartment. My very own, first apartment all to myself. My dad and step-mom have visited. There assessment is that it is small but cute. Well I figured a fifteen bedroom mansion would be a bit much for one person, not to mention extraordinarily out of the budget! But alas, here I am in my very sticky, very hot apartment. Did I forget to mention that I decided to move in on the hottest day of the summer so far. I don't think I could take enough showers to keep me cool. I would basically have to sit in there all day and night.
It is still a rather surreal feeling to be actually out of my house. I haven't quite figured out what I should do with myself. Life on the "outside" is a completely new experience. Grad school, real job, real apartment...whoa! Hello adulthood. I feel old. I guess it will just take some getting used to and a lot of calls to friends to come keep me company. But alas, grocery shopping awaits (blech!) and my hungry stomach is pleading with me to not forget that most important part of being a big girl:) Maybe, all this cooking and less eating out will help with me being not so much of a big girl in the waist line area. We shall see.
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