Chicken tortilla soup

Chicken second courses

I’m currently apartment searching. I know I’ve chosen an awesome time to start the hunt (read: during the most hectic time of year), but I like juggling forty-million things, all stressed out. It suits me. I know we all hate moving. BUT it actually terrifies me. Why you ask? Oh…do I have a story. First: story. Then: soup. Deal? Who are we kidding. I’m in charge here. STORY TIME!! Three years ago when I moved into my current apartment I didn’t hire moving people. My (then) boyfriend and I just stuffed all my stuff in the back of a moving truck. I was doing the organized thing where I was packing stuff in boxes and bags as we were filling up the truck. (Remember when I told you I “wing” everything? Yeah…well, this includes moving, too.) When it came time to pack my shoes, I realized I didn’t have a big enough box. I quickly remembered that in the back of my closet lived this (fake!) Louis Vuitton duffle bag someone had given me. It remained unused and unworn, mainly because I’d rather just wear some vintage, hippie bag than a fake; but it was roomy, so I proceeded to …