I'm Moving for, Literally, the 13th Time
I’m moving houses, that is, not cities or anything. Neighborhoods, yes, but nothing too drastic. About eight miles north of where I am now. I just counted, and in my lifetime, I have lived in ten houses, two dorms, and one condo in four different cities. I have had, not counting family, thirteen different roommates and one roommate’s dog (that was short lived). It would appear that I move a lot and that people don’t like living with me. I don’t really believe that last part but I mean, look at the figures, not really sure if I can defend myself.
So I am soon moving again. Into a neighborhood I’m looking forward to getting to know and out of house that has been overtaken by mice. Ceaseless construction+wooded area=rodent party at our place.
This time, I’m being organzied and actually packing many of my things in boxes. With labels.
At least it’s labeled.
I’ve often said something I’m not sure I mean, and that is that I can’t imagine living in any one place for a very long time. I do mean it in the sense that imaging being in one place for more than a handful of years makes me want to run for the hills. But I don’t mean it in that I’ve now lived in Nashville for nearly 2.5 years and I do not feel like running for the hills.
Makes me wonder, am I beginning to appreciate that thing called stability? I don’t know when this appreciation started making its way into my psyche but now that I am dreading the packing of my things and learning of new streets and places, I’m realizing it has. Maybe I’ve gotten just enough long of a taste of it that I’m realizing it’s not so terrible. I don’t want to spit it out.
And who knows, maybe one of these days not too long from now I’ll finally be able to say “Yes, I could see myself here for the next five years.”
But ach! Not yet. Baby steps.
Just to be clear- this move has nothing to do with people not wanting to live with you 🙂 I would be alot sadder about this move if I wasn’t able to still see you everyday at work!
I know! And I am grateful I will still be friends with and regularly see my old roomies 🙂 Here’s to mice-free homes and new adventures!
Hey! Hope the moving goes well!! Reading this made me think of my own numbers…you don’t do bad compared to me especially in the roommate category! I’ve lived in 6 cities in 6 houses, 2 apartments, 1 duplex, and 4 dorms/college accommodations and had 24 roommates outside of family members (if I counted correctly). I blame a lot of the roommates on having several at one time and the transitory nature of Oxford…
Thanks, Kira! And hope you’re doing well! Oxford is SO transitory. I lived in two different house and had four different roommates in just the one year I lived there.
I’ve lived in 8 towns/cities and have moved 13 times… I know its hard.. 🙂
If we’re counting, I’ve only lived in three houses, one condo, two dorms, two apartments/suites, and one duplex, but I’ve had eleven roommates. (Having eight and six to an apartment makes them add up fast). That’s not counting the month-long family stay I did in Costa Rica or the hotel I lived in for three weeks in China. Even when I was living there full-time, I never had a key to my parents’ house, but I do have a key to one of my former roommate’s parents’ house.
Andrea, I’m excited for you to have a new adventure…but grateful you’ll be hanging on to old friends. Have fun! #NoMoreMicky!
Ugh, I am up there in how many times I’ve moved as well. I noticed this in interviews when people ask where you’re from and I have to think about it for a bit 🙂 So excited to hear how you like living in the Eastside 🙂
Moving is one way of sorting and throwing away things, you just had to have at one time. ❤️ Time to live the simple life! I live in the beautiful hill country south of Austin. When you need a little country..you can sit on the porch with me. I am not far from Wimberley and just a couple miles from Canyon Lake. I would love to have you. I love your spirit! I have always been a writer, but now I am a serious writer. 🙂
Enjoy where you are blooming! You are blooming.
Love is in my ink. Mary Kay
God sets the solitary in family. Trust Him.
O God! I’m forced to ask, where exactly are you, Austin, Nashville? Was your relocation internal? And by that I mean within Nashville or out of state, to Austin? Moving alone and moving with family! Please don’t get your readers confused.