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What craziness! I always forget how much I hate moving until I’m in the middle of it, at which point I swear I’ll never move again. I think my dad made some kind of joke about childbirth when I told him that… In anycase, I packed up all of my stuff:

…and hauled it all north. After much lifting, sliding, grunting, cursing, and bruising, all of it ended up (unbroken!) in my new place. I promise pictures (probably later tonight, along with some knitting and gifting news). I’m a little freaked out about being back — it’s a weird combination of familiarity and newness to be back in my old neighborhood, but in a new apartment. I’ve been avoiding my old haunts, afraid of running into people I know but am not ready to see. I know this will wear off and everything will settle down. In the meantime… Thanks for all of your kind wishes. As I said to friend this afternoon, “Knitters are awesome!” I’m waaay behind on my blog reading and commenting, so I’m sorry if I haven’t replied to any posts recently. But know that I’m reading and your support is much appreciated!