Goodbye Self Doubt, We'll Take One Crate

We found out last week from our building manager that our apartment will rent for nearly $1500 a month. Our little studio! I nearly passed out. Apparently people have been clamoring to live in our building for weeks and at least 6 different people have seen the apartment since we gave notice exactly one week ago. I think it's time to get the heck out of here.

This weekend was epic. Lots of sorting, dusting, and making of piles. We accomplished an impressive amount of packing and most importantly reaffirmed that we will, in fact, will be taking one crate to Portland. Thank goodness. I really was worried about having to get an additional street permit for that second storage vault.

As you can see, the progress so far is promising. I readjusted the blue tape to fit the exact dimensions of our reserved crate and we moved around quite a bit of furniture to get the chest of drawers in the imaginary box. The cardboard boxes contain 95% of our books and all of our CD's (except for the few that Jesse may acquire in the next couple of weeks). I decided this evening at dinner that the chest of drawers needed to move to a different position within the blue box, but decided that Jesse needed one more bourbon and soda before I broached the subject. Tomorrow, the box will have a slightly different appearance. Over time, I hope our apartment will start to look empty, rather than like it barfed our posessions all over every horizontal surface.

As of this weekend, these are the things we no longer own: