Madrid is a superb vacation destination, but we aren't on vacation. This is our lives now.
For this move, I'm renting a car, throwing my boxes in the back and driving up the coast by myself. If I were making it a straight strip, I could do the whole move in 2 days. But what fun would that be?
That makes one box down, hopefully two to go (though probably three). The ritual of packing is a familiar one, though one I still manage to screw up in the silly ways: Writing the address on the clear tape instead of under it; overpacking some boxes, underpacking others; those sorts of things that you'd think, … Continue reading One Box Packed
I'm flu-ish and on medicine and I thought of writing this post while I was unable to sleep last night, so let's hope it manages to stay coherent. If not, enjoy the ride. (Some fitting musical accompaniment for this post.) Ever since I've been on my own, starting with my freshmen year of college, there … Continue reading Thoughts during an illness.