who has boxes? or 8 apartments/3 states/7 years (life)

Today, through bizarre conversation with my landlady's daughter, it has become apparent that I will be moving in what can be measured in days. I have know that this was coming and have looked forward to moving away from the kennel downstairs. But, until tonight, all thoughts and conversation have been in the abstract (i.e. won't it be nice to have more space, we should look for something near here, and have you looked at this apartment with a turret on Craigslist?). Now, it is real and I have that excited/anxious feeling I get when I need to move.

Within 15 minutes of the conversation with the landlady's daughter, we had 4 appointments set up to look at stuff and posted something on our local web-based forum. I am planning the packing outfit that I need to create (the best one from all the moves of my past was an apron with a pocket, a fleece vest to ward of the cold of the basement apartment I was living in at the time, packing tape worn around my upper arm, and a cowboy hat).

If you need any old junk, wish to help me pack a box, or know of a really great apartment, please let me know. Don't worry, the blog will follow me.