I kinda wanna puke!!!

I've spent the past two days packing. This evening it hit me for real: on Tuesday night I will go to sleep with nothing save for a bag packed for the upcoming road trip once all my belongings have been loaded onto a truck, and on Wednesday I am going to leave this house. Between the time I leave it, and the time I arrive in Wisconsin, I will temporarily not have a home.

And then I'm leaving California. And my new home will be in Wisconsin.

It's true that I've spent the last couple of months trying to visit all my favorite places, see my friends, eat at all my favorite food places, ect. It's also true that this past Friday was my final day at my job. But it's only this evening really, truly sunk in.

I'm going to relocate to the Midwest. I'm going to leave behind everything I have ever known for a) love, and b) financial necessity. I don't know when, or even if, I'll return. Of course the goal is to move back to California in the not-too-distant future, but you just never know what's going to happen, you know?

I can't believe that there was a time I was writing about Blair here in this journal, wistful, sad, full of yearning, because we were not together and I did not think we ever would be. Now I'm about to move in with her.

The cousins and their nephews were supposed to be gone until Tuesday, but they came back today, two days early. This is annoying, because now there will be seven people in the house again, while I'm trying to pack and maneuver boxes downstairs to line them up neatly for the movers. I will have to battle for a spot in the bathroom whenever I need to use it, will likely have to wait god knows how long to shower once I'm finished packing and am drenched in sweat. At least I already got my laundry done, which is great, because ain't no WAY I would be able to battle for the washer and dryer before moving day now that the house is full again.

I also discovered that all my groceries have been eaten again, which left me fuming, but it is what it is at this point and I'm moving in two days anyway.

I can't wait to live some place... quiet. Only myself and Blair to worry about.

There's a long road ahead, yet. But at least from here on out, every day is sure to be interesting.