From the fens to the hood. Just kidding. Sort of...

Well, I did it. I'm all moved out of my old place and all moved into my new. I found a place on Monday night (after 2 weeks of false starts and disappointing viewings), and moved in on Wednesday night.

I am now living in Roxbury Crossing. At least, I assume that's the name of the area. I know for sure that it's the name of the T stop I now take - other than that, the specifics are lost on me. Here are some fun facts about the new place:

- Climbing up the stairs is equivalent using a stairmaster. For an hour. Moving in ended with me dripping buckets of sweat. Yeech.

- There's air condition in the apartment, which makes up for the stairmaster stairs.

- My roommate has a cat. Good for company, bad for keeping my air mattress from getting holes.

- There's a liquor store around the corner, and a pizza shop directly below. Slices are $1.50. This will be the summer of self-control. I hope.

- The area is near (or possibly in?) Jamaica Plane. Which is not exactly a hood. But...well...let's just say it reminds me more of Detroit than Boston.

- I am quite literally saving hundreds of dollars a month by moving.

Moving was just as fun as you might imagine it to be. All of my worldly possessions fit in the trunk of one of those silly, boxy shaped cars and still, I had a burning desire to chuck at least half of it into the garbage. Every time I move, I end up throwing away stuff I regret.

Anyways, I'm all set for at least the next two months (when I'll probably be going through a similar rigmarole again). For tonight though, I'll sleep easy.