In February, I moved from Albuquerque to my parents' house in Illinois.
In April, I moved to Julia's apartment in Harlem.
In May, I moved to Bushwick.
Today I'm packing all my things and taking them to SoHo, because my boss is letting me stay at their apartment while they're out of town. I thought the bedbugs were gone because I had stopped getting bites, but today I found a bedbug. A live one. In my bed. I squashed it.
On Friday or Saturday I will be taking all my things from SoHo, and putting them in a cab, and taking them to Kat's in the West Village, where I'll be living for July.
In August I'm moving to Ditmas Park.
I really need to stop buying things. This is getting unwieldy.