So, today is my last day at my job and I start a new one on Monday. I've also finally moved into my apartment. I am happy to be transitioning into a new stage of my life, but I feel a bit unsettled and unsure at the same time. I like to be very much in control, but I've realized there's only so much control one can have and it's probably for the best. How else would I have ended up in a great studio apartment and at a magazine I love? I'm packing boxes in my office and still unpacking boxes at home. Oh, the joy of life. I am definitely on my toes.