On the Move!

-Clean stove........ check!
-Cancel cable service...... check!
-clean under bed...... eh, I'll get to that later


For the first time in 4 years, I am packing the belongings I own and, with a little luck in the coming weeks, will be moving north to start a new job (another topic that will be posted here once I know for sure).

I have moved four times in the last 7 years. Something which always amazes me is how much junk I collect from apartment to apartment. This time, I've done a little better. I threw out a bunch of stuff that I just couldn't see myself using in the near future. The problem is, I have so much that I think I might use, so I hold onto it!


Ever since I was a little kid, I absolutely hated giving up anything I owned. I had things that a normal person would not even be able to identify... yet, I always held onto everything. Now that I've grown up (a little), I have learned to part with items that I don't need. After moving so many times in the last decade, I have become educated in the field of moveology (yes, it's my word).

Now, come to find out, my girlfriend is the same kind of pack rat as I am! She simply refuses to part with things. Obviously, she understands that the more "stuff" a person has, the more they have to move every single time they relocate. I think she recently went through her clothes and thinned out her wardrobe somewhat. I believe she took one bag full of clothes to Goodwill. Good for her; It's a start!

Currently, I'm sitting in front of a wall lined with boxes and more odds and ends than I knew I even owned. Folks, imagine your typical living room in a medium-sized house. Now, divide that by two or even by three. That's the size of my whole apartment combined (living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom). I have all this "stuff" in my "living room" with only a thin cow-path of a walk-way to get from my door to the kitchen and bedroom.

Ah, I love moving.

The most difficult part about this move is the fact that I won't know if I'm moving for sure for another two weeks. The problem comes in with the fact that my start date would be ONE week after I found out. So, I am putting a lot of faith and confidence that I will pass the remainder of my tests for this agency I'm hoping to work for. Those of you who are close friends and family know where I'm going and what I hope to be doing (career-wise). Those of you who don't know, stay tuned, for I will be writing up a nice post in regards to that very topic

Wish me luck with this! The nights have been very short. Eh, who am I kidding? There hasn't been a night for weeks! I've been up all night nearly every night, sleeping during the day for a few hours. I am very much looking forward to the stress being alleviated sometime in the near future!