In the whirlwind I am calling my life, I have moved back home.
Leaving my apartment was hard. Its a cute place. I had 2 years of many memories there, both good and bad. Even though I have lived away from my parents since I was 17, that apartment was the first place other than my parents I called home.
The dramatic part is unpacking. I have no place to keep things in a house that has everything. At least my parents are out of the country and do not have to see how their dining room has turned into a temporary storage area.