the end of another chapter

I'm moving again. Moving might be my least favorite thing. Ever.
I have to pack up all my stuff, throw out things, arrange for movers, disrupt my life. I'm fairly apprehensive about this move. I have to leave my very cute studio apartment with two spacious (by NYC standards) closets. I'm moving into a friend's apartment. My room will likely be filled to capacity and my tiny closet will certainly not hold all of my clothes. Also, I will have to readjust to having a roommate. Sure, I've been lonely at times on my own this past year, but you can never be sure that a good friend will make a good roommate.
I just keep telling myself- I'll be saving money. My rent was going up and my salary unfortunately has not. So I'm moving again. Hopefully it will be wonderful, and I won't have to move again. The neighborhood is cute, even if it is far from the subway. My commute to work will be longer- about 45 minutes.
But at least I'll be saving money.
So I'm moving again. Tomorrow. Looking around my apartment right now I'm just hoping I will be ready when the movers show up.

and suddenly it's spring

Today I walked home through Central Park. I was halfway through the park when I suddenly realized- the trees have leaves!
Maybe it is appropriate that my last post was written in February about my snowy non-snow day. It was a long winter. It started to get cold the end of October and continued to be cold until the middle of April. Maybe my non-blogging was a reflection that this winter put me into a hibernation mode. If I had not started seeing signs that spring was coming, I probably would have continue to spiral into a state of official depression.
I first saw hints of spring with the flower planted not only in the park, but all over the city. Next came the blooming cherry trees. Despite these signs, the trees continued to be bare and the grass continued to be brown. When I couldn't see the flowers and cherry trees, the city continued to have that dreary, dead, depressing winter look.
Then suddenly bright green leaves appeared on the trees, and the grass was green, too. It's officially spring. I'm able to wear skirts and short sleeves and sandals. I only need a light jacket, occasionally. But the best thing of all is that my mood seems to be remarkably improved.
It's finally spring!