Tomorrow, 12:30, appointment for apartments!

I am very excited about living by myself.
Hopefully on campus hill.
So I can have alone time but also walk down the stairs to see Amanda if I get lonely.
(I'm actually not sure where the units available are, but I think they're somewhere in that general vicinity.)

All SCS&Future (or whatever the fuck they're called) have left are efficiencies, but I think a very small place will be good for me. It will encourage me to get rid of some of my shit.

I'm a packrack, and I have been my entire life. I'm the person who likes to soak labels off of wine bottles, keep the bottle because it's neat and keep the label because it's pretty, and eventually just have them lying around taking up space while I pretend like I will use them both again somehow in the future.

And jars. I cannot manage to throw away a jar. When I moved out of my last apartment, I ended up recycling over 30 empty jars. That I held on to, y'know, 'just in case,' because you never know when you might need a jar. Or 30.

I need to releeeaaassseee. I do not need to keep every old Christmas card. I do not need to keep all my old magazine issues, particularly if I didn't really read them when I first got them. I do not need all the clothes I have that I think are neat but, for some reason, never wear.

I mean, to get technical, I don't *need* most of the shit I own, but whatever.

(If I find a place I like tomorrow, I am completely prepared to sign a lease and put down a security deposit. It feels good to be confident in a decision, even if it might not be a good idea. At least I am learning more about confidence.)