Back at the Ranch...

Well, my much-appreciated fifteen-and-a-half-month stint at Berkeley Run has finally come to an end, and I am now once again living at home with my parents... I say that my time at Berkeley has "finally come to an end" because, well, for a long time there, it wasn't really clear when it might wrap up. In fact, from the start, Evan and I were constantly questioning how long it would last, largely due to Evan's growing desire to move: at first, it was just a tentative 6-month lease, then we signed another 6-month lease with the idea that perhaps Evan might be offered a job mid-lease in Utah or possibly Seattle. Then there was the plan to move out at the end of that lease, but that got pushed back three more months, which of course was recently pushed back another 17 days due to miscommunication with our apartment complex.

Anyway, here I am. As I said before, I wasn't exactly prepared for this move: yesterday was my moving day, and I was supposed to be done by the 6:00 pm closing time the leasing office strictly adheres to, but I only made it up to the office with five minutes to spare. Typical of me, I suppose, but to be honest, I really didn't think I would need as much time as I did. In fact, I was so off in my estimation that my move-out required not only myself, but also both of my parents and their housekeeper Mark, the three of whom helped me move all of my heavy stuff, load smaller stuff into cars, and even-more-importantly, clean my apartment!

Fortunately, I did get out of there on time, and now my only real responsibility is getting set up again at my parents' place. Yeah, it's weird being back home, but hopefully it'll only be as long as it takes for me to pay off my VISA bill. That said, a quick estimate would seem to indicate that that would take me around eight months of living at home, and I surely don't want to be here that long, so here's hoping I pick up some new clients soon!