The Cyclical Nature of Apartment Dwelling

So we’re moving again. I’ve postulated that my own personal brand of Wanderlust results from some masochistic binge purge cycle – this is based on the fact that one of my favorite things about moving is getting rid of things.  This is especially facilitated this time, by the fact we’re downsizing.

Luckily, we're moving within the building again, so we're not going to need any help, it'll just be me, Earl, some carts and hand trucks, and maybe one friend to help move the TV stand.

Before I go any further, let me just say I love this apartment. It is FANTASTIC. But it’s too big. And I’m too jumpy. There will be times where I don’t know where Earl is, and if I’m not paying enough attention, he’ll start talking and I’ll do the whole cartoon jump-out-of-my-skin thing… because I didn’t know he was in the room. And to be completely honest, we do not need the space we have now. So we’re going to drop some square feet (and the rent that goes along with it) and I’m super happy about that.

 

So we’re surrounded by Boxes! We spent yesterday Painting and getting most of the stuff staged and ready to go. We get the keys on Friday and start moving that night (Though we both have to work, I did manage to get the morning as a half day.)

So I’ll have a lot to talk about with the new smaller space once we get moved in!