The BIG Day Arrives

Tomorrow is day one of moving day. Already, we have experienced a problem.

My dad went to pick up the rental truck this morning. With the help of John, we were able to get everything loaded fairly quickly earlier today. Upon further investigation later this evening, my dad discovered a blister in one of the tires. Apparently, this translates to, "The truck will definitely not make it to Boston and may even blow up. Who knows." in truck speak. I was unaware of this.

So, my dad called the 24 hour road side assistance, who said someone was going to come fix the tire. I'll believe it when I see it.

I'm a little nervous to hit the road now, though.

Less than one month to go!

As of Sunday, I have less than one month till the big movin' day. I am nervous and excited! Every now and then I wake up in a panic; there's nothing specific that I'm concerned about. More than likely, it's just the overwhelming fear of starting a new chapter in my life. Also, this will be the first time in almost 23 years that I will be more than a couple hours away from my mother for an extended period of time (excluding my summer in Europe, which I do not count because I always knew I was returning home). This time, I will not be returning to Mandeville in a couple months. This move, likely, is permanent. It's more than a little frightening!

Also, everyday my move and life in Boston gets more and more real. I received my schedule this week, as well as my "bill". Seeing the classes that I will be taking as well as how much I owe them makes everything more realistic and palpable. It's like all of a sudden I realized this is really happening (as if it was pretend before, I know).

In unrelated news, I am going to learn to knit. I really need a hobby, and since I have been told by my lovely boyfriend, John, that shopping is NOT a hobby, I've picked knitting. I have a few reasons: 1) It's cheap(er), in comparison to other hobbies I dabble in, such as scrap booking, 2) I can make my own scarves and hats for the cold winters, which makes it economical, 3) My noni can teach me, making it a Grandmother-Granddaughter bonding experience. So, basically: I get to make things, and John has to wear them. Everybody wins!