Move complete!!

I have been interested in moving for quite some time now. Originally I wanted the apartment that was just on the other side of my neighbor: it was in a quiet building and overlooked the lake that my then-current apartment overlooked. It was at the end of the complex; very quiet and nice.

When I passed my apartment manager on Monday morning (we were both out walking our digs at the same time) she mentioned that a one bedroom unit was available, unfortunately just not the unit I wanted. But I jumped at it. Though it was going to be a tight fit (from a 2/2.5 to a 1/1) I knew it would be a good idea and incredibly temporary... only a year.

So I made the decision to move. I spent the week packing (how did I end up with so much shit?!), and busted it out with the help of a good couple of friends on Saturday. Got almost everything moved. When I woke up this morning, my fingers hurt from gripping everything, my neck and shoulders were screaming at me, and I was in misery. But I hauled my ass up and finished today. I only have to go back to clean. Yay, me.

Now I'm living in a storage unit, is what it feels like. Boxes everywhere. Not because I just moved, but because I don't have space to put anything now. And even if I did, I'm not unpacking anything but the necessities because I don't want to pack again next spring when I move again.

This fall I'm hoping to downsize again by getting rid of some more shit.

But for now, I'm as settled in as I'm going to be for a while. Still will putter around a bit finding places to stash a few odds and ends, but for the most part, I am done.

And thankfully so! I"m exhausted. I am for sure paying someone to do this for me next year!