I have gone to sleep with the same stressful feeling for the past week. And actually, I wake up with it too. What in the heck have I done? I have sold ALL of my stuff. No more couch… No more table and chairs. I’m moving out of my apartment where I have lived for the past 8 years. Even though it’s pretty bad where I live right now, at least, it’s home. This new place isn’t home. I don’t know anyone over there.
Anyone that knows me knows that I am pretty much a creature of habit. I wake up at the same time. I have the same morning routine. Shower, walk the dog, watch some news, go to work. I eat at the same places, I drink at the same place. I shave at the same place… Now I’m totally rocking my own world. Every time I take a load of clothes over there to the new place, the few people that I see walking their dogs look at me strange. Not one person has waved… And who is my neighbor on the other side of the fence? Is he weird? It’s kind of a weird looking house so I’m going to assume they are weird… What about on the other side? Who are those people? And all of the “comforts” of living in my apartment are gone. No more maintenance guy. No more front desk guy. No more landscaping guy. No more trash chute right down the hall. No more coffee maker on the 3rd floor. No more pool and work out room… SO WHAT if I never went there??
Am I gonna need a lawn mower and a weed eater? Who’s gonna sweep up the leaves? Who’s gonna water the plants and grass? Did this house come with a water hose? Where in the heck is the water hydrant? Do I have to wrap my pipes in the wintertime? And, I’m gonna have to buy a washer and dryer? I have NO furniture, No food in my cabinets…I don’t even own a vacuum cleaner. My apartment had hardwood floors! And WHEN IN THE HECK is TRASH DAY???