I have to start cleaning out closets and drawers. I have until August 15th. Strange to think Austin is the longest place I’ve lived (four years already!) since 2003, when I left my parents’ house (or hotel, rather, since their new house was being built). Now, I’m moving into my dad’s house. I don’t want to live in Georgia (I love my parents—my mom lives near my dad, in Alabama—but I can’t stand the bible belt). I just know I have to pay off my debts and try and find some income. It’ll be easier in a small town. I probably won’t like my job, but we do what we have to do.