Of Shoes and Ships and Ceiling Wax

The time has come, the walrus said. For Kat to move to San Francisco. Ack, I'm leaving on Saturday like FOR REAL. I've still got my fingers crossed that all of my stuff will fit in the van for the long drive down; my mom doesn't seem to think there will be a problem, but we'll see.

It has been hotter than HECK up here in Seattle. Yesterday it got up to 107 and the day before it was 105, and yes, my mom and I did spend about five hours every day for the past week moving furniture up and down stairs and running boxes to the local Goodwill in this heat. I imagine it's good exercise, but I'd rather do my moving in cooler weather and keep a few lbs on than do this ever again! Ugh! I don't recommend it at all. I cannot figure out how to spell reccommend right now.

In other words, I don't have a lot to say or share with you all right now, as I've finally finished packing everything I own into little brown boxes (Little Boxes by The Decemberists just started playing on my iTunes!) and I'm sortof in limbo. More updates will come later, I suppose - and eventually more art! Doesn't that sound amazing?

Thanks for reading, and everyone who is feeling this heat - stay cool!
xoxo