I’ve been completely MIA for the last week, and for that, I’m sorry. But, I’m finally moved into my new apartment!
Maybe she’ll buy another amazing hat, or a fireman costume for Brian 😋
They say moving is one of the top stressful things you can go through in any given year. I cannot disagree. I am a complete control freak, and putting my life in someone else’s hands makes me anxious. Not having my life in order, even though I’m not known for keeping a completely orderly house, makes me start to feel physically overwhelmed. The fact that I have boxes I haven’t even opened yet makes me want to not leave my apartment for an instant until I finish everything and get it just right.
I’m also a keeper. I keep things that have memories attached to them. No, I’m not a hoarder, but I keep things like cards, and notes, and little things that make me happy. I do this for this exact reason: when its time to move on to the next thing in my life, and I pack and unpack, I get to relive those memories all over again. This time around, I’ve dreaded unpacking that box of memories. I was dreading it, and when I opened it, it made me really sad for a night. But the benefit of starting a new ending, is that I got to literally toss them out, and get back to organizing my future.
So after almost a week, and hours of building Ikea furniture, I’m getting settled in. My new ending is starting to come together, and I feel like I’m home.
What’s the first thing you do when you move into a new place?
What’s a funny quirk you have?
How long did it take you to fully unpack when you last moved?