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How Not To Wake Up On Moving Day

How Not To Wake Up On Moving Day

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Do not wake up on moving day in a complete panic. Not that this is new news to me. I have woken up in panics before and it never ends well. But this time I was so sure I would wake up calm, trot over to Crema for a delicious Americano and sail back to my apartment ready to take on the day.

Ha!

Instead my first thought as I opened my eyes was: "REMEMBER THAT TIME THAT YOU HAD THAT INCIDENT WITH THE CRISPY CHINESE NOODLES? You probably never got them all and when someone moves your bed they are going to find them AND JUDGE YOU!!!"

So I leapt out of bed, used my superhuman adrenaline strength to heave my mattress and box springs across the room in a way that only the possibility of people viewing your secret messes can fuel.

There were three chinese noodles under the bed. I scooped them up and went to get my Americano. Unfortunately by that time I was shaky and emotionally fragile.

The rest of moving day went fairly well. All my helpers were amazing and energetic and nimble. We had to heave the couch and chairs and box spring up from the balcony below with ropes and superhuman muscles, which makes us moving ninjas!

So here I am, first post from the new apartment! Nothing is green, but I am going to work on that in time. After I can find where I packed my favourite jeans. I know where my priorities lie. Making my butt look good is definitely more important to my life plans than waking up in the most soothing and happy colour ever.

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