So I moved today…again….for the third time in less than a year. Yes, you read that right. In that year, I’ve determined that I absolutely hate moving. But I guess you could say I’ve become somewhat of an expert on this whole packing and moving thing. Maybe I should buy stock in the moving company! I mean, it’s pretty bad when you call them to schedule your move and the lady says, “Oh, we just moved you last year!” Yup – they’re getting to know me well!
So last May, I bought a house in Virginia Beach and moved into it. I told everyone that I wasn’t moving again anytime in the near future (I’d moved from Fairfax to Suffolk in 2012, from Suffolk to Virginia Beach in 2013, and bought my house in Virginia Beach in 2014). Needless to say, I was sick and tired of moving! I was ready to be settled into one place for awhile!
But famous last words, right?! Because fast forward to December 2014 and I was moving in with my boyfriend and his kids! Here we were, thinking we’d found “forever” and that we were starting our forever together!
Fast forward AGAIN to March 2015 and we are broken up. We grew apart in a very short period of time and some things that neither of us could get past came between us. The week following our break-up was hard…it was so awkward and weird. I knew I couldn’t stay there until I could move back into my house (I rented it out through the end of December 2015). But I also knew that finding a short-term lease through the end of December wouldn’t be fun…plus, that whole packing and moving thing twice in 9 months didn’t make me very happy.
But I caught a lucky break…one of my friends from the gym had just deployed and was going to be gone through roughly the end of the year. She had left her house empty, but had been interested in having someone stay there. We worked out a great deal from afar (she was on a ship somewhere out there!!), and needless to say, I moved again today…for the third time in a year, LOL.
I’m still in awe that I’ve already moved again. And I’m not looking forward to doing it again in December/January, but the good part is that my furniture and other belongings are in storage, so I only had to pack and will only have to unpack once. So at least there’s that, right?! I look for the small victories :P
Anyways – I’m happy to report that moving day went well. My stuff is in storage, safe and sound, and I can begin the process of moving on and healing. I know we both played a huge part in our relationship ending, so now it’s time for me to learn from this and become a better person for the next lucky man who gets to call me his girlfriend :P For now, I know I need to focus on myself and readjust to single life (living on my own again is so STRANGE!!! I’m used to being surrounded by noise and people and a big, furry dog!!!).
I hope you all have an AMAZING weekend!
With love and wellness,