Oh. Hi!

Sorry about all of the dust in here.

Where have I been?

BUSY.

Holy Crap.

We are moving in 1 1/2 weeks.

Have you ever tried packing while taking care of a toddler? It is virtually impossible.

And yes. A toddler. In my absence from here, Willa turned one and has started taking a few unassisted steps.

If I was a better mother I would write a whole long post about my child's first year and how AWESOME she is, but MY GOD THE PACKING.

Also, lots of photography related projects. Including, pictures I shot for a book. (!)

Have I mentioned the packing? SO MUCH PACKING.
I am desperately trying to get rid of stuff by giving it to friends, family, and charity, but MY GOD SO MUCH STUFF.

The good thing about living in an apartment building is that I can steal all of the boxes people are getting rid of. SCORE!

If I never see another cardboard box in my life I'M OK WITH THAT.

Also, does anybody need some staples? Because, and I'm not sure how this has happened, we seem to have accumulated more boxes of staples than your local office supply store keeps in stock.
I think it's time for me to come up with some new and exciting ways to use staples. Cuff links? Earrings? Keeping my kids arms pinned to her side when I'm trying to wipe her face?

I have so much more to write- like about how I'm freaking out about leaving Manhattan, about how I'm trying to be more of a responsible adult (Ew! Gross!), about how I'm dealing with my dad's death (it's normal to have bad dreams EVERY NIGHT, right?), about what an asshole Mookie (my cat) is, about my panic attack this morning when I had to write a check for two months rent for the new place after I had already paid for one month, about how moving was supposed to save us money, BUT IT'S TOTALLY NOT.
- But, I just can't find the time.

Next time I move I think I'm going to go on vacation two weeks before and hope that magical fairies will pack everything for me.