So today I want to talk about the struggles of moving. I am currently in the process of moving out and wow is it a lot of tedious, annoying work. First of all, you take how ever many hours (which feel like days) to pack all of your cstuff, only to then contemplate for another extra hour or so on what useless crap you actually need. You go back and forth thinking to yourself, "Well what if I need these metallic tight shorts for a "Back to the Future" themed party or what if I need those jeans that don't fit anymore for when I kick ass on this new diet where I'll drop 30 pounds." All incredibly useless things you keep anyway.
Secondly, you tend to travel down good ole memory lane by reminiscing through your old middle school yearbook making fun of yourself for wearing that scented t-shirt or when you forgot it was picture day and wore a purple jumpsuit. Then you find your old journal and that's when you're seriously off track because after reading it you remind yourself of how dark and weird you were.
After you're actually done packing, then you have to decide what you still need before you move. For instance, the very last thing I packed personally was not my toothbrush or my shampoo, but my XBOX 360. Priorities. Priorities.
Once you haul everything last friggen thing into the car(s), then you get to drive it to your new place. Once you get there, surprise! You get to unpack EVERYTHING you just packed. All this while you don't have Cable or Internet so you're forced to just put on Shrek 1 and 2 to keep your sanity.
Anyway, there you have it. You get to start a new chapter in your life but wow I hate packing.
Have a good weekend ya'll!