I Hate Moving
Things are literally spilling out of every drawer in my apartment. Things I haven't seen since I moved in. Or...ever.
I have this huge jumble of keys because I have all the keys that may or may not belong to my parents house, my car key, the keys to my current apartment, the keys to my El Paso apartment, and all the crap that I think I need to keep on it at all times like my Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix key chain.
I'm so sick of moving. Of not really living anywhere. I'm here, with no possessions. Something crawled into my apartment and died and I had no candles to help air the place out. It's making me crawl around in my own skin not knowing where anything is.
I've spent the last month trying to see people before I leave and I'm glad it worked out to spend time with some of my favorite people in Phoenix. I had my goodbye dinner last night. The people who came were not who I expected and I'm so glad they did. I had fun and I will miss everyone.
I leave on Thursday. We get the movie truck Wednesday, do the final packing, clean the carpets, and the walk-through on Thursday, and set off that afternoon.
On one hand, I want it to be over. I want to get back to school where I will hopefully enjoy the program and have stability in life. On the other, I want to die and be buried in this apartment surrounded by my things and never have to wonder why nothing works the way I want it to.
Unless something incredible happens between now and then, the next time I update this, I'll be in Texas. I will be living in Texas.
Ugh.
Some of my favorite pictures:
These are called: Chaos
What am I a janitor?!
Justin and Marie. Their first picture as a couple.
Terrence and his mom. I have a cute one of them but this is awesome!
Dash force feeding Morgan.
Danny, Wendy, and baby Benjamin. Such a good baby with the most expressive face ever!
I have this huge jumble of keys because I have all the keys that may or may not belong to my parents house, my car key, the keys to my current apartment, the keys to my El Paso apartment, and all the crap that I think I need to keep on it at all times like my Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix key chain.
I'm so sick of moving. Of not really living anywhere. I'm here, with no possessions. Something crawled into my apartment and died and I had no candles to help air the place out. It's making me crawl around in my own skin not knowing where anything is.
I've spent the last month trying to see people before I leave and I'm glad it worked out to spend time with some of my favorite people in Phoenix. I had my goodbye dinner last night. The people who came were not who I expected and I'm so glad they did. I had fun and I will miss everyone.
I leave on Thursday. We get the movie truck Wednesday, do the final packing, clean the carpets, and the walk-through on Thursday, and set off that afternoon.
On one hand, I want it to be over. I want to get back to school where I will hopefully enjoy the program and have stability in life. On the other, I want to die and be buried in this apartment surrounded by my things and never have to wonder why nothing works the way I want it to.
Unless something incredible happens between now and then, the next time I update this, I'll be in Texas. I will be living in Texas.
Ugh.
Some of my favorite pictures:
These are called: Chaos
What am I a janitor?!
Justin and Marie. Their first picture as a couple.
Terrence and his mom. I have a cute one of them but this is awesome!
Dash force feeding Morgan.
Danny, Wendy, and baby Benjamin. Such a good baby with the most expressive face ever!
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