I’m moving.
Which isn’t really much of a surprise since…I GRADUATE ON SATURDAY!!!!!!
Sorry. Excited.
What I’m not excited about though, is the actual moving part. Sure, I love packing up. I love going through my stuff and deciding what needs to come with me on the next leg of my journey and what can be left by the wayside as so much cruft. But I do not like the physicality of moving. Carrying boxes, beds, couches out the door and down a flight of stairs into a waiting truck? No thanks. It’s exausting to move.
Even worse is that this time, almost everything I own is going into storage for summer. Not because I’m doing something awesome like backpacking through Europe (though that was an option that I had to sensibly turn down due to extreme lack of money), but because I’m moving back in with my parents while I save up for my own place, again, and search for a job that will not make me a mindless bore.
My theory is that if I have nothing with me, I’ll have that much more of an incentive to not overstay my welcome and move on before my parents threaten to kick me out (much as they did when my brother finished his degree).
It’s made packing so much more difficult, because I have to divide things up into storage and to stay close. Right now, I’ve designated on drawer in my already-cleared-out craft dresser as the “take to parents” catch-all. Such random things have fallen in, so far. My OSX install disc1, a knitting project, my job search folder, an empty notebook that is destined for greatness, the thank you notes I’ll have to fill out after next week.
I am going to miss Chico, no doubt about it. But I am looking forward to moving forward, scary as it is2. I can’t say that school is my fallback any more. I mean, sure I could get a masters, but that’s not a fall back, that’s a trying to spring forward move.
But I need to find a job, find my niche in this crazy world. So lucky that I’ve got great friends to keep me sane while I try to reach a brass ring I’ve never even seen before.
But does anyone want to carry my couch down the stairs? I’ll help you pack your boxes (though I might make you get rid of that stuff you’ve been hauling around for years)…
- If only because I had to unpack it to fix my mac after the fiasco of the 10.5.7 update that completely borked and required a trip to the Apple store to fix. [back]
- Did I mention I’m graduating? [back]
