The summer is wrapping up, gosh darnit, and I'm running around trying to get ready. Hence the lack of blogging.
This week I left Washington and returned to Boston, moving into my new home for the duration: my mom's.
This is an unexpected twist in certain ways. She used to live in New Jersey, and still did so when I began my first year. But she's always wanted to live in Boston, may have been jealous that I was getting to, and so moved into my neighborhood - two blocks closer to school than I lived.
So I did the only logical thing - I moved in with her. Unlike my last roommate (well, not the DC one), she cleans up after herself... she doesn't smoke in the house... and perhaps most importantly, she does not have a crowing alarm clock that goes off at 5:30 in the morning.
Of course, I'm 30 years old, I'm still in school, and I live with my mother. I was commenting to friends, "Where did I go wrong?!"
But so far so good, we've survived the week. Amazingly my room is all essentially unpacked and organized. I'm astonished, I can't remember having a room that was organized. I think it's been years. This is still a transition though: I'll be up and down the East Coast next week in the waning hours of my summer vacation. September is the beginning of normal life. To the extent that life in law school is ever normal...
Actually posted 8/21.