August 10, 2007...3:01 pm

Moving: Part 1

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We can create all these crazy technological things that make our world easy and so on, yet moving still sucks worse than ever. I’m waiting for some genius to come up with an easy way to move. Until then, i’m never moving again.

Last Saturday was day 1 of the worst 5 days ever. Ok maybe not ever, but it was pretty bad. On saturday morning, my dad and i started loading our 17-foot truck, which we noticed was a little small for two whole apartments worth of stuff, but we’re males, so we knew we wouldn’t have any problem. You know how it is. Well. We were wrong. When saturday came to end, we had the truck nearly full. And only a few things in the whole truck were mine. My older brother, Bryan, is moving to Houston, Texas so we had to make sure his stuff got on first. I can always make a trip home, it’s only 2 and a half hours. Bryan, however, won’t be driving ten hours for a forgotten box of kitchen supplies. Oh and i forgot to mention, bryan wasn’t even in town to help this wonderfully hot, global warming infected, day. It was just me and good ole dad. Like i said, day 1.

The apartment was still a wreck sunday morning, and it had to be spotless by monday morning. I wanted to cry. So bryan gets home that afternoon and day 2 begins. More boxing, more loading, more truck-packing-strategizing. The whole thing was like a 3-D tetris game. We didn’t have enough space to begin with so we couldn’t afford wasted space. By 1 a.m., the apartment was clean and the truck was loaded. Most of my possessions, however, were now residing in a corner of my parent’s living room, and they still are. But we managed to get all of my furniture and large items on board.

Monday morning came and i’ve never hated my life so much. Running on few hours sleep, we had to be on the road by 7. That, of course, didn’t happen. We set off late and extremely uncomfortable. See, the wonderful truck only had 2 seats. There were 3 of us going. You do the math. Yours truly spent most of monday sitting between the two real seats in a tiny fold-out chair, stradling the console. My happiness could have filled the sky!

So that’s part 1. Nobody likes to read long posts so i’ll give you the rest later. For now, just be jealous you missed out on my adventure.

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