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How Not to Move in 4 Ridiculous Steps

One thing I’ve learned during the lifelong analysis I’ve done of my own life is that I have learned how not to do a lot of things.  I’ve made many mistakes, I’ve seen others make many mistakes, and I have tried to learn from them.  One thing I have not learned from, however, is moving.  I have moved so many times in the past four years that one would think I would have it down by now.  I moved from my parent’s old house to a trailer while we were finishing our new house during my senior year of high school.  Following my graduation, we moved from the trailer to the new house.  Three months later, I moved to college for the first time.  I then moved home for January and back up for spring semester and back down for summer.  I repeated that process for two more years and now I am back during my junior year packing to go home for my last summer before my senior year.  I should have it down, right?

WRONG!

I have come up with four steps for how not to move so maybe you can take something from this.  If I’m going to be

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Back To School

I’m all moved in to my apartment. I don’t have any pictures at the moment because life became very hectic very quickly, but I hope to get into a routine tomorrow or Thursday and will have normal posts then. I’m very drained from my first day back at work at the cafeteria because we had a picnic lunch and thousands of people showed up. There was a lot of running around, a lot of not knowing what to do, and a lot of sweat being out in the hot sun. Luckily, the rest of the week I will be swiping cards and monitoring who gets into the cafeteria. It should settle down a bit soon (I hope). My first day of classes is tomorrow. I’m excited, but need to catch up on sleep. I hope to show my room in the next couple days! Have a great week!

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Packing Up My Life

I have finished packing up all of my belongings and am just waiting until ten tomorrow to hit the road for school. Am I happy? Sure. Am I sad? Sure. This is my third time doing this, but every time I start out really excited, but then get sadder and sadder as the moving date approaches. It never gets any easier. I even took a summer class this year (which ended only a month and a half ago), and yet I still feel like I have been home forever and school was just a dream. It somehow always feels like the first time every time I leave for school. I know it will really be sad once my parents leave, but once I get back into the swing of things, I will feel better, but a little sadness will always be left

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