Bags, Bags, Boxes, and Bags

Sitting in my parent's living room are six large rolling bags bulging with what seems to be an endless wardrobe, as well as two huge red and white boxes that once housed air compressors and are now filled with every miscellaneous item I could conceivably need. A growing cloud of anxiety seems to be looming over it, too. I am tired of packing! and being witness to all of my lifely posessions.

Sunday, July 1, noon o'clock. Let's get on with it...

Six Weeks In; One Week Out

So, I've sort of graduated. After four years, I walked across the stage, said goodbye to all of my friends, and have now entered into the post-undergraduate life. Six weeks in. Now, one week from now, I will be on my way to Boston, Massachusetts to work for the architecture firm of Machado & Silvetti. Some 2,000 miles plus from home, this move will be the first time I have packed my life into boxes and flown to find it in another city. I hope it is what I hope it to be...and that I don't freeze to death in the Boston cold!