Let the countdown begin.

8 days until I'm couching it.

I have everything in boxes, my art crap is all organized, my cat has been doing her morning exercises to prepare for the big day, and I have my storage space and living space all lined up.

But I'm not ready.

How can I be ready? My best friend is moving 2981.3 miles away, and taking the good bread knife with her. How am I going to live without the good bread knife?

I suppose I should not be surprized. The only constant so far in my life is that everything I know and am comfortable with gets smashed to pieces every year or so.