It’s moving day!!!
My friends, Adam and Steph, are coming to help me load up the POD momentarily. I tried to dismantle everything as much as possible so we can just move everything and get it over with!
I hate hate hate moving, but I have done it so many times I’ve lost count. Since college, I’ve lived in at least 8 different apartments, and that doesn’t count all the times I’ve intermittently stayed with my parents between places. That’s more moving than any one person should do. I wish I could just buy a place and stay put for a while. Hopefully in the next couple years!
To make the moving more bearable, I treated myself to some Starbys this morning.
I you, Iced Decaf Skinny Vanilla Latte!
Alrighty, time to carry lots of things! Yippeeee!!! Can’t wait!!! (That would be me psyching myself up for the moving.) Moving is basically strength training, and we all know how I feel about that, so I’m hoping my feigned enthusiasm will somehow seep into my psyche. Probably not, but worth a shot!
How many times have you moved??