archaepelago

This week has been insane....and not in a good way. I started to move out of my old apartment on Sunday. School started Monday. My bf and I had all of our belongings in a storage unit that was broken into sometime between Sunday and Wednesday (when I showed up) and stole some of our stuff, including irreplaceable family heirlooms of my bf's and my fire gear. My stuff wasn't as important as his, but the feeling of intrusion and violation is the same.

I'm finally moved in and slowly going through stuff...though I'm pretty sure I know what is missing.

So I moved my stuff into a storage unit, stayed at a friend's house, missed work, went to school, moved everything to a new unit after the break-in, missed work, missed class, stayed in a hotel, and just moved everything back out of the storage unit into my new apartment.

This has been the longest week ever...oy vey.