Setting aside completely all the anxiety and frustration that goes into finding your new home whether it be an rental or purchase, there are a ton of emotions that come into play when you move. It starts when you begin packing the boxes and stays with you at least until your new residence begins to feel like home.
Now I would like to point out I did NOT help move any of the my things this time. I had to be out of time on moving day and my boyfriend’s parents and a few of their friends stepped up like little magical moving fairies. I will be forever grateful. However, even with the help I still experienced all the fantastic emotions of moving. Let me elaborate.
After a year of my absent landlord and old green bathroom bathroom I was absolutely stoked to be able to wave goodbye to all issues I was dealing with and start new. I have a new space to decorate, set up and make my own. Change can be fun and inspiring. Plus, having a sink that was made after 1960 is a plus.
Packing sucks. I have so much stuff and it becomes super evident as I packed it all. Then I had to take my bed and my shelves apart. Then there’s the cleaning. So much cleaning. Not to mention moving all of the boxes and furniture. Granted, I didn’t have to move anything this time but I know the feeling of dread that comes over you when you see how many boxes there are or if you’ve been moving things for awhile and there is still more. There’s always more! I don’t want to shovel in the winter and I won’t want to mow the lawn. What was I thinking? I don’t want to adult!
Could I honestly have any more crap? I get so mad at myself for all the crap I own every time I move. It’s too much. My new closets are smaller then my old ones so I need to organize things differently which makes me mad. And I’m guaranteed to let out a curse word or two if I stub my toe on one of the millions of boxes I’m trying to organize. Is there ever an end to the unpacking? Will this ever all be organized? Never again! I will live here forever!
Look how cute my new place is! Check out the sun porch! Have you seen the water pressure in the shower? Hell yeah! When things started to click into place I could not have been happier. All the doors lock, there is a yard and I don’t have to live in my old apartment anymore. Yay!
I was excited to leave my old apartment. I couldn’t wait. But there was still that moment of sadness when I left my keys behind and shut the door. Change can be inspiring but it can also be tough. I feel old as I start the next chapter of my life. I’m also scared. Did I make the right decision? What if there are issues with the new place? What if?!
Change can be tough, but it’s all going to be okay. It’s exciting to moive into my first house even if I am renting. Now I can finally get my first dog! There is added responsibility but also it’s great to learn while some of the responsibility is still the landlord’s. I can do this. I can be a grown up. Watch me!
Did I miss any emtions? I probably did. Anxiety is another emotion I will feel consistently until all the unpacking is done and everything is settled. I’m sure there is more. I’m ready to get off this roller coaster of emotion. The new place is 99% put together and I cannot wait until it’s done.
Usually it’s exciting to think about having my own house someday, but for now I don’t really want to think about it. That will be one hell of a roller coaster. For now I will enjoy my yard and search for a puppy.