Orange Blossoms

My life fits in alarmingly sized boxes and bins.
I am almost packed, all day tomorrow and a few hours Monday night should do it.
I am:
nervous
excited
scared
displaced

My family are being absolute asses, which is no surpirse because I give them the benefit of the doubt that they wont be and I am always wrong. So really, after 28 years of this, I am the asshole for trusting.
I have been really sick, since Christmas Eve, and its turning into a cough. I threw up a lot as well and have lost another five pounds- which is good.
2009 is approaching. Will and I are going to be apart from January 5th until early April. I am going to visit in February so  that will be a nice break.
I am going to miss him more, I think, that I am prepared for. I hope San Francisco keeps me busy. I was panicking a week before Christmas trying to buy the perfect pair of gloves, which I did- thank you H&M, and then today I go through a long forgotten dresser drawer and found five pairs of vintage gloves: two yellow, one olive green, one black and one white. I still like my H&M ones. They are longer than regular gloves and look great with all of my jackets.
Christmas was nice-ish, my family (again with them) was being odd. They are all different degrees of annoyed with me for moving, except for my brother who is the only supportive/remotely sane one of the bunch.
This is such a bastardly boring entry. I just wanted to say hi and IM NOT DEAD.
I am just moving.
Which takes a lot of time.
In case you didn’t know or haven’t moved before, in case you live in a cave or something.

Oh- about eight million entries ago I mentioned that I lost one of my favorite 70’s orange earrings. I found it today. Thrills.