What a whirlwind week this has been. At dinner on Wednesday, Jason mentioned a friend of his knew of an apartment for rent in historic downtown Phoenix. The next morning, I called the landlord to ask about it. He said he would be coming into town that day so I told him I could meet him during lunch to see it.

It's an awesome place. Small, cute and full of personality. All the things I'm not. (Ha!)

Everything about this seemed serendipitous. Next thing I knew, I was signing a lease and writing him a check for the deposit and first month's rent.

So that means HOLY CRAP(!), I'm moving in ONE WEEK. Oy. Luckily, I haven't fully unpacked from the last move. But still my head is spinning with to-do lists, but OMG I am super excited about this move! It's little secret I've been super bummed out living in rural suburbia, despite having the most awesome neighbors in the whole world. I miss living near stuff. Stuff that doesn't smell like industry or Jack In The Box.

So my holiday will be spent knee deep in boxes and packing tape, but I can't think of a better way to celebrate the start of a new year. Did I mention the best part? No roommates! w00t!

And of course, I've already taken the requisite bathroom mirror self pic.

Happy holidays y'all.

PS - Today is Daniel's birthday. Please go show him some love while he's working in the muck and mire of working holiday retail hell.