Moved out last night. It was... emotional. This is the second time I've moved out of the house, and hopefully the final time, and I'm resuming my life, as I should have done 4 years ago, the last time I moved out.


I have a cute little apartment in a building full of older people, so I don't have to worry about them being loud and obnoxious (just overly talkative and friendly... I can deal with that).

Two problems; there's no screen door on my patio (I have a balcony!!) so it's really hard to get airflow without letting all the little bugs into the place; and I woke up this morning and realised that for some reason, my hot water tank isn't functioning.

Yay freezing cold shower!! woo!

Anyhow...

A new chapter in my life begins.

:)