NH is cold

I got to NH yesterday night, after a long day packing up all my stuff. I felt like I was back in college again, staying up until the wee hours of the morning cramming for a test. Only this time it was packing up my entire life into boxes, bags, and little crates. (and of course some odds and ends that just didn't seem to fit anywhere). Mom and Mike got to my apt around 8:30 with a u-haul in tow. We were in NH and everything was unpacked in my dad's basement by just after 5:30. Not bad all said and done. NH is cold. I put all my winter clothes is boxes figuring I wont need them in tropical Australia, but shizza...it is below freezing, and was actually snowing when we left Hoboken yesterday.

I officially have 6 days to get everything organized and cross off my never-ending to do list.

Have I mentioned that I am pretty convinced I'm going to meet my future husband down under? Yeah- I don't know why, maybe it's those hot aussie accents. Regardless, Im pretty sure I'm going to fall in love with anyone and everyone who will talk to me in that "g'day mate", "shrimp of the barbie", "roo", and "footy", aussie lingo. Yeah, already in love just thinking about it. :)