Most everything is repacked, with boxes sorted into piles marked 'Glendale' & 'Altadena' for where the remainder of my worldly possessions will either go into (relatively brief?) storage or with me to my future lodgings.
To be true to the title of the blog, this should be my last entry, but I'm thinking the title can become a metaphor to describe how you plan and expect certain things to happen while things end up turning out very differently. One such thing would be the tutoring position for which I have a second interview to be scheduled not panning out, especially I'm banking on that coming through to be able to make sufficient income moving forward. Well see, I guess.
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