Feeling Moved

My post today is less of a rant and more of a whine. I just want to say that the whole moving process -- seeing tons of possible new homes and finding something wrong with most of them, eventually picking a new place to live, getting a credit check and hoping they won't find something unexpected in your background (such as that you are a wanted felon, but had no idea of that fact), signing contracts, sorting through your stuff, packing it all up and watching the mountain of boxes grow to shocking sizes, carefully wrapping delicate items, worrying that said delicate items will break anyway, feeling guilt at how much you own (and how much of that you never actually use), hiring a moving company, feeling guilt at hiring other people to lift your heavy furniture and boxes and therefore trying to lift things yourself and thereby getting back pain, travelling to the new home, feeling stressed out about how much unpacking and organizing you now have to do, wondering how long it will take you to get settled in the new place and how many times you will reach for a light switch that isn't there or stumble over a step until you have gotten accustomed to the layout, and so on -- isn't much fun.

--Curly