My place is still mostly empty but I'm growing very comfortable here. I tend to nest wherever I live, staying up late writing and going out for work or supplies and I already got into that habit here. I went and picked up the payment for my modem from Errol so I won't be back to that place again. I left some kitchen stuff there but I'm not going back for it.
I've collected a bunch of furniture though half my stuff is still in boxes. I bought a lot of supplies, something I knew I had to do for a while. Today, while making dinner, I realized how much better it felt that everything I was using was mine. I borrowed a lot of stuff when I had nothing but now the plates, silverware, food, dishtowels, surge protectors, refridgerator magnets, everything in here is mine and that's calming in an odd way.

I used to be pretty materialistic and that's mostly gone but I can't help but appreciate having my own place and my own things.

I am leaving for Long Island on Friday for the weekend. Everyone is throwing a final birthday party for my grandparents. They aren't dying, they just don't want to celebrate anymore. I'm sure most people on my mom's family will be there- my aunt, uncle, cousins, their kids and spouses, as well as my brothers, niece and nephews.
I don't mind NYC if I'm only there for a short while and have something to do but I'll be on Long Island most of the time and I really don't like Long Island. It's worth it to see my family though. I haven't seen them in years. I'm sure a lot has happened. It will be a busy time.