it started on the 28th when i finally got ahold of my landlord that i had been
somehow, we get the truck and the trailer all packed that same night. in the morning we drive from my parents house (about two hours away from toronto) to the new apartment, unpack everything, drive to my cottage (about an hour and a half away from toronto) to pick up the couch and bed and then back to the city to unpack it. then alllllll the way home to return the truck and alllllll the way back to the city in our car. unpack the huge load of christmas gifts that was in our car and passssss out. what a day.
the next day is pretty much the same pace but involves packing up two cars worth of stuff, driving to the new apartment, taking everything up 28 floors to the new place and then throwing it in the door. and if that wasn't enough on our shoulders we volunteered to host my brother and his girlfriend for dinner that night so we make a special trip to the st. lawrence to buy food, and the president cooks us an amazing meal in a (somehow) clean apartment.
new years was great though. we ate and drank at the old apartment (toooo much crazyness at the new one, although i am SOO looking forward to entertaining there, so much more space and we have a kitchen table now!) and then walked downtown to nathen phillips square just in time to see the fireworks go off. magical!