Shimmy shimmy quarter turn

I feel a bit like I've been having an out-of-body experience for eh, the past three weeks or more. With everything ending at my summer job, the new teaching gig and the move, I am having a really hard time grounding myself. It's starting to take its toll.

I had a nice visit in Boston, albeit too short. My impulse was to spend as much time as I could enjoying the city and my friends, but I also had a lot of packing to do. I got rid of a lot - especially clothes - but I was still amazed by how much crap I have acquired. Luckily I was able to silence that nagging little voice inside my head that says, "You might need that..." I felt quite satisfied as I filled garbage bag after garbage bag. I guess I'm trying to make both my life and my mind as clutter-free as possible. I still have a ways to go.

Highlights of the trip included many dinners out with the ladies, quality time with CK, lattes at FP with coffee guy, and a Friday night out for drinks and dancing. We threw back shots and kicked up our heels at Tonic; it was a blast. L showed off an interesting martial arts type move on the dance floor; it was the hit of the night. I need to go out dancing more often - it always makes for a good time (except when I end up on the actual floor).

As I stood outside waiting for the T one night, it really hit me how much I'm going to miss Boston. Of course I'm going to miss my friends (that goes without saying), but I'm also really going to miss the city itself. Boston is a fun city, and aside from the hellish commute I suffered my first year, it treated me well. I definitely hope to visit regularly.

Saturday, Sunday and Monday were filled with many hours in the car and transporting boxes. Almost every muscle and joint in my body hurts right now even though my step dad did all the hard stuff. I'm not staying in my new apartment for another couple of days, but it at least feels good to know that all my stuff is there waiting for me. I'm going to head back to Raleigh tomorrow though and spend a few nights at a family friend's house. I need a few days to work like crazy on my syllabus and get my head together. Her house will be quiet during the day, and she has a nice big Jacuzzi that I will be sure to soak in. As soon as I typed that I realized that it seems unfair to complain about life when soaking in a Jacuzzi is part of my future plans. Alas.

I could talk about a few other things that are bothering me, but I've started to hit that wall where reporting certain things about my life seems inappropriate on this blog. I guess it happens to everyone eventually.

In the meantime, it's time for me to get back to the dance I call my life right now. Ta ta.