Ready to be jealous?

So Nathan and I have done lots and lots of hunting for jobs and apartments this week. Here's what we've realized:
1. Boston needs tutors. And he found another job he's super interested in, so if you know anyone in the math textbook industry please put in a good word for my husband.
2. We have too much stuff. Way too much stuff. More stuff than could fit in a lifetime of Fenway studio apartments. So what to do? Well, when we get back home, in the midst of recovering of jet lag and celebrating at Larry and Beverly's wedding, we are going to give away 3/4 of our stuff. Lofty goal--I know. However, it is completely essential.

So...I have big yard sale dreams...so I'm pretty sure that's what I'll be doing in late May. Getting rid of stuff, making price spreadsheets (because not being the Summit intern has meant that I have no inspiration to justify making daily spreadsheets) and, after the sun goes down, watching that TLC show where the people sell all their stuff in a yard sale to make money to redecorate. Only our money will go to, you know, paying for our move.

Nathan keeps pointing out how getting rid of 3/4 of his stuff could happen just by throwing away old papers. Yeah...I get it. Nathan has about 1/100th of the stuff I have. Oh well.

I keep telling myself that being a grown-up means getting rid of junky college stuff and using fancy adult items that we received at the wedding like espresso makers. Also, I'd like to have room to live in Boston.

Oh and, um, could someone have told us how scary not having jobs is? Seriously. We're trying to make a budget but, you know, we lack jobs to fund this budget. Oh my.

And in other news, we've decided if we can afford a cat in Boston, we are going to get one with a funny face and name him Professor Rubik's. Uh huh--like the cube Nathan does all that research on.

So, to recap:
No more stuff. No jobs. Cat with a funny face and a geeky name.

I told you that jealousy was in your future.