Unpacking is currently the bane of my existence. I don’t mind moving. I like knowing that I’m making a change. I like that I’m shaking it up and that things are going to be different. I like that it’s unknown. I like the possibilities. I even don’t mind the packing and the actual, physical moving of boxes and furniture.
I HATE the unpacking. I don’t want to figure out where everything should go. I just want it to arrange itself on whatever shelf/drawer/closet/surface it belongs, whatever IT is. Or for gnomes or house elves to do it for me. Whatever.
You know what the problem is with not wanting to unpack? I HATE THE FUCKING BOXES EVERYWHERE CLUTTERING UP ALL THE LIVING SPACE. Hmmmm, paradox much? Is that really a paradox? Or is it ironic? Or is it just me showing y’all my crazy? Probably the latter.
Anyway, if anyone has any extra house elves and/or unpacking gnomes, please send them my way. Thanks.
Don’t look at me…I moved in my apartment 2+ years ago, and I still have boxes squirreled away in closets.
I think you need a drinking game here… Five boxes and you get a drink, maybe three boxes.
Or is it just me showing y’all my crazy?
This sentence almost made soda come out of my nose.
-Celeste
When you find those house elves, send ‘em to me when you’re done, please. My living room and kitchen are totally overwhelmed with stacks of boxes.