Just For Fancy Musings of a self-proclaimed Fancy-Pants.

As remembered from two weeks and several gin & tonics distant…

So, here I sit in my parents’ kitchen in sunny Red Bank, NJ where it’s not the heat but the soul-crushing humidity that is giving me second thoughts about having given up my life in arid LA. The POD with all of my belongings is supposed to be delivered to its storage facility a bit south of here today, and yesterday I heard (unofficially) that the MFA program is still over capacity for this semester (ie hard cheese for me), but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let’s begin at the beginning.

Several months ago — longer ago than most people realize, because I kept it (perhaps selfishly) to myself for a long time — I made the decision to move back to my hometown in NJ after eight years in Los Angeles. There were a lot of factors present in my decision, upper-most being that I had finally had enough of living so far from my family, the considerably contraction of my LA social circle in the last year, and a pervasive and growing sense that it was time to move on. And then I heard about a brand new graduate program in Interaction Design, and there was my excuse to do it.

So those are the whys. The real hows began in earnest a few weeks ago with me putting up some craigslist ads to lighten my load of quite a bit of furniture, and most of my gorgeous plants, and renting a POD to transport the rest of my stuff back east. It all went along smoothly enough; packing up went smoothly thanks to the help of my mom and brother (who flew out especially to help me, because they’re awesome); it was hotter than blazes and it took 5 days, but thanks to mom’s tireless organization, and brother’s truly uncanny talent for fitting boxes and furniture and irregularly-shaped odds and ends together neatly (Tetris-HERO), it got done, and brother flew back to NJ, and mom and I prepared to drive my little Hyundai across the continent.

It’s an interesting thing to see the contents of a 2BR apartment fitted into roughly 700 cubic feet of space.

More later…