Well that's it. I'm done moving out of my Boston studio. Totally done.
I thought perhaps I'd have an emotional twinge at the end, but no. After I took the last box out to the car, I just wanted to sweep the floor and go home.
I wouldn't exactly say it's been monkey on my back, but for the last couple weeks it's been a real distraction. I already have enough of those, thank you very much.
I'm just glad it's behind me. Now I can get back to more important things.
Like, umm... painting.