Top Ten Tuesday’s topic was “Books You Believe Should Be Required Reading for Teens.” I just couldn’t think of any. My brain is not working well this week. Instead, I thought of my own Top Ten this week. As I just moved from Indiana to Nebraska two weeks ago, I present:
Top Ten Reasons I Hate Moving
1. Realizing how much crap I have — I organized my things. I had multiple trips to the Goodwill drop-off. I filled many garbage bags. And yet, I still have a mountain of crap. How did I acquire all this stuff? Now I have to go through it again. Weed out the important (I found the boys’ savings bonds and my birth certificate, could come in handy), trash the trash. Finally, I have to figure out where to put all this crap. J definitely doesn’t have enough room or storage areas.
2. Dust bunnies — While loading and unloading the truck and unpacking, I sneezed almost constantly. Two days after moving, I got a cold. I blame you dust bunnies. Left to your own devices, you’ve taken over my stuff. You’ve irritated my nose and eyes and royally pissed off my immune system. Be warned, I bought a Swiffer. Your end is coming.
3. Losing stuff — How is it that I pack everything I own in boxes and still misplace things while unpacking? It never fails. it used to be that my toys would go “missing” every time I moved as a child. I believed my mom when she said things just got misplaced. In my teen years, I swore that she threw my stuff away every move. Now, I don’t know. I’ve lost things in this move. Hopefully they will turn up, but I don’t have much hope.
4. Cardboard box paper cuts — They are so much worse than regular writing paper cuts.
5. DMV crap — Why exactly does the DMV have to kill me? They make it so hard to get a driver’s license. I can’t even figure out all the forms I need to bring. It’s like a secret association. I feel like I need the code word to actually talk to a human being and get a straight answer. I’m dreading having to go this week.
6. Mail forwarding — I changed my address online with the USPS. I got a confirmation; J got a confirmation. And yet, I don’t think the USPS has actually forwarded my mail. This is just the most ridiculous system ever.
7. New crap — It never fails. You move but somehow you have to buy more crap. The first day here, I realized J had no cleaning supplies (typical bachelor guy), ~7 hangers, no furniture for the boys. So we went shopping. Great fun! I like shopping, but not this kind of shopping.
8. Locations — One of the first things I did… look up the locations of nearby grocery stores, Target, Old Navy, bookstores, and fast food restaurants. Essential places to know. Driving around this week, every time I’ve seen something interesting, I have to make a mental note of where this crap is.
9. New friends — J has some friends, I’ve met them. They’re awesome, but now I have to actually make friends with people without J. Very hard for a shy person like me.
10. Coffeehouses and bars — Two essentials for me. I still need to find a good comfy coffeehouse. I’m really missing Firefly right now. And I need to find a comfy quirky bar with good alcohol. Another difficult task.
Honorable mention: Bruises — I bruise at the drop of a hat. So imagine me attempting to pack and unpack boxes and load and unload the truck. I have bruises everywhere. I’m still finding them. And most I’m assuming I got while moving, but I can’t actually remember how I got them.