Tomorrow I move out of the apartment I've shared with Stephen for 8 months and into my new pad...I thought I'd already gone through the nittiest and gritties part of the break up, but I think this will be the most difficult part.
Packing was hard enough. I came across so many memories, happy ones....and not so happy ones. But, now I have to haul all my shit and leave the apartment almost empty...and it pains me to do so. Although, deep down inside I'm glad it's almost empty. I want it to be a stark reminder to Stephen when he gets back that he's losing a great deal more than he realizes - and I'm not talking about the furniture...it sounds like I mean the furniture, doesn't it. Eh.
So, Monday I'll have pictures of my pad...I'll have to blog from work in the mean time until I get my internet connected next month. Good news: My appetite is back with a vengeance. I'm eating peanut brittle even as I type. Wish me luck tomorrow!
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