If you know me, you know I move just about every year. Not usually because I’m just dying to go through the rigamarole that is moving yet again – most of the time, extenuating circumstances throw a wrench into my “I’m going to die in this apartment” mentality. This time, it was my management company upping the rent by $100. Yep, let the packing begin!
However, Gatsby’s idea of packing and my idea of packing were…vastly different.