I'm convinced that I am cursed. No one should move as much as I have. Today I moved for the 5th time since I moved to China four years ago....which brings me up to a total of 17 moves in my almost 26 years of life...all but 3 of those moves being in the last 8 years. I don't know about you, but that just seems like a ridiculous amount to me.
Looking back over the last year I'm still reeling from this move. I am reeling because this year I got exactly what I wanted. I had the best roommate I have ever had, I lived in the nicest apartment I have ever had, I had the best upstairs neighbors I have ever had, and I completed this whole move in a week and a half after finding a new place. I'm reeling because I'm, in a way, losing all of those things. I am losing my roommate to Tianjin, I am in a new apartment, my fabulous neighbors are suddenly farther away, and my swift move left me rather emotionally unstable. However, there are a lot of reasons this move is also good. I'll be able to see my fabulous roommate because she'll still be in China, I LOVE my new apartment that is all mine, my fabulous neighbors are still only about 3 minutes away, and did I mention that I get to live in this apartment alone? I have also gained another fabulous new neighbor who I can't wait to spend more time with.
Ok, so for China move number 5 highs and lows before I fall asleep. High, seven of my amazing friends helped me to pack my entire house in a 4 hour time period last night. Low, a crucial part of my favorite chair was lost during the move...how to replace that piece? High, watching my dining table be lowered through our kitchen window successfully because it wouldn't fit through the door. Low, I only slept a few hours last night so I can't do anything correctly currently. High and low, Chinese acrobatic moving is amazing to watch, but it also really stresses me out...especially after the piano fell on that one guy 2 moves ago and when all my veggie oil spilled on the floor on the last move when I had no idea where any cleaning supplies were. High, the colors I picked for my new walls are PERFECT! I love them. Low, my house is still a total mess after unpacking for multiple hours. High, my wonderful friends have been helping take care of me! One brought me lunch, one keeps dropping by to see how I'm doing, one is coming by tomorrow to do all the tall person stuff, one kept all my food in their fridge for two days, one is helping me unpack everything, one called to see how I was doing, one translated for me when I had issues speaking to the movers, and everyone asked how things were going and how I was doing. Even if this move had been completely horrible, I would still have felt loved because of my friends. Thank you all so much for being there for me and not leaving me alone. I love you all so much!
Looking back over the last year I'm still reeling from this move. I am reeling because this year I got exactly what I wanted. I had the best roommate I have ever had, I lived in the nicest apartment I have ever had, I had the best upstairs neighbors I have ever had, and I completed this whole move in a week and a half after finding a new place. I'm reeling because I'm, in a way, losing all of those things. I am losing my roommate to Tianjin, I am in a new apartment, my fabulous neighbors are suddenly farther away, and my swift move left me rather emotionally unstable. However, there are a lot of reasons this move is also good. I'll be able to see my fabulous roommate because she'll still be in China, I LOVE my new apartment that is all mine, my fabulous neighbors are still only about 3 minutes away, and did I mention that I get to live in this apartment alone? I have also gained another fabulous new neighbor who I can't wait to spend more time with.
Ok, so for China move number 5 highs and lows before I fall asleep. High, seven of my amazing friends helped me to pack my entire house in a 4 hour time period last night. Low, a crucial part of my favorite chair was lost during the move...how to replace that piece? High, watching my dining table be lowered through our kitchen window successfully because it wouldn't fit through the door. Low, I only slept a few hours last night so I can't do anything correctly currently. High and low, Chinese acrobatic moving is amazing to watch, but it also really stresses me out...especially after the piano fell on that one guy 2 moves ago and when all my veggie oil spilled on the floor on the last move when I had no idea where any cleaning supplies were. High, the colors I picked for my new walls are PERFECT! I love them. Low, my house is still a total mess after unpacking for multiple hours. High, my wonderful friends have been helping take care of me! One brought me lunch, one keeps dropping by to see how I'm doing, one is coming by tomorrow to do all the tall person stuff, one kept all my food in their fridge for two days, one is helping me unpack everything, one called to see how I was doing, one translated for me when I had issues speaking to the movers, and everyone asked how things were going and how I was doing. Even if this move had been completely horrible, I would still have felt loved because of my friends. Thank you all so much for being there for me and not leaving me alone. I love you all so much!
Well your friends care about you and want to see your flourish in your new apartment - they want to see you happy, settled and knowing that you are loved.
ReplyDeleteAnd always remember this - we are good friends to you because you are an awesome friend to each and every one of us.
Much love friend!
I know that I am in an emotionally fragile state right now, but this blog post made me tear up.
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