– the before & after –
It’s been six years since I last moved and now I remember why – moving is exhausting, stressful, expensive and man, oh man is it bittersweet!
I flew back to North Carolina last Tuesday to wrap things up in Chapel Hill where I was met by my dad and Briggs who came to lend a helping hand – and paw. The modem and wireless router were the first to get boxed up which forced me to unplug for the past five days and focus on the move – hence the mini blogcation. It was a chaotic few days but we managed to fit in two trips to the ice cream farm, plenty of delicious meals at our favorite spots around town and lots of quality father-daughter-dog time. The movers came and went on Friday which left Saturday completely free for enjoying my favorite things about Chapel Hill –yoga, ice cream with the girls, a glass of wine outside at Weaver Street and a cozy, homemade dinner with friends. I wish I could repeat that day 500 times.
A few months ago I thought the hardest part about moving would be the physical process of sorting, selling, donating and packing -but really it was closing the door to my apartment for the very last time. I sat in the car and cried for a good five minutes before I could turn the key and drive away.
I sure am going to miss this little home but at the end of the day, the good times I had here are what make it so special to me. I’m feeling incredibly blessed to have eight years of wonderful memories, a graduate degree, some life-long friendships -both new and old– and an amazing fiancé to take with me. I can’t wait for the new adventures and memories we’ll make next in San Francisco.
Moving: what’s the hardest part for you?