I was chastised recently for not updating enough. I think I update as often as I should, which is whenever I actually have something to say, but that is not good enough for everyone, I guess. It is a good thing I have something to say today.
Yesterday was my going-away party.
I had a really nice time. I thought I was going to be more emotional, as well as more freaked out by the demands of being the recipient of a party, but I started in on the "social lubricant" early, and the only people that came by were people that I really wanted to see (IE: family and my closest friends) so those things helped a lot. We had a lot of food, and a lot of food left over, so my parents and I will be eating tacos until we leave for Nashville.
Not that I had the party for gifts, but I did make out pretty well. I have lots of wine to christen the new house with (though I likely won't share the Jersey Blueberry from Heritage, because i'm greedy :) ) as well as some cash and stuff to furnish the new place. Oh, and I also got ADORABLE Lennox owl salt and pepper shakers, which I just love. My first Lennox, and its owls, so I am psyched.
Also, I only teared up once, which is pretty impressive. I don't like opening gifts in front of people, which again goes back to being the center of attention, but before they left, my BFFF's daughter wanted to see me open the stuff that they brought, and who am I to deny a 10 year old? I was reading the card and was glad that it was dark. The dumbest things set me off, and in this case it was something that my BFFF's boyfriend wrote in the card. So random, you know?
Of course, after everyone left, and after we cleaned up most of the mess (throwing a party is a messy affair) I tore into everything, and the card that my baby brother and his wife gave me also made me cry. And then I cried at more or less everything after that. I am a sap, and I am not afraid to admit it.
In other news, I figured out the solution to the issue of how to get my bed down there, so while it delays my leaving by at least a few days (I actually intended to leave today, but instead am sitting in my kitchen at 11 at night blogging and drinking coffee) I am happy for the help.
Packing is still tedious. I still have too much shit, and am still too emotionally attached to throw anything away. At least I am okay with leaving a lot of stuff behind in the attic at my parents' house until I come home later, and can go through it again and throw stuff away at a later date. What I actually foresee happening is my mom throwing stuff away on a tangent and my not knowing any better. She already threw away a lot of my stuff that was in the attic, and I still lived here at that point.
I did order the bed set that I have had my eye on, though, so that should be at my house either when I arrive or soon thereafter. And it was on sale, which rules. I went to the mall today to buy it, but it wasn't on sale at the actual store, only online. I hate that nonsense, but I decided (once I figured out exactly where to have it shipped as we don't have a mailbox set up yet) that it is fine that it is meeting me down there, as that it one less thing to have to pack and then unpack.
So, rent is paid, all of my bills have been notified of my new address, and I bought car insurance today. The only thing left to do is finish packing and get my butt down to Nashville!
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