My family have finally moved house. It was catastrophic! There were fun parts and some not so fun parts. We had to rent a moving van and it was a bit too big, it made it look like we didn't have much stuff.
Being the little organiser that I am, I labelled all of the boxes with my paraphernalia in it with my name. This means when I comes to unpacking, I can do all my stuff first without having to open a totally random box and be disappointed. My dad said he wants to unpack slowly but I am totally different. I want to feel right at home as soon as possible.
My new bedroom is much smaller than my old one but on the bright side, it makes it cozier. I'm surprised that all of my stuff managed to fit in my new sleeping quarters...it barely fit in my old bedroom.
The most difficult part of moving for me is leaving my old life behind. But maybe I'm being a bit dramatic, I've moved to another city, not another country. I miss my friends the most but thanks to the internet we can chat online, it's not the same but everyone has to move on with their lives.
The law of entropy states that clutter shall totally fill all available space.
And then some more.
Happy in your new home!!
I hear you. Hopefully you can adjust to your new place quickly.
Is your dad Rycharde ?
yes unfortunately, jk!
You should be happy , you inherited his brain , even though that doesnt sound important to you right now .
My little sprog has many gifts!
;-)
I bet she does .
Beautiful photo by the way , is it where you are going or a place you crossed ?
This was just a random moving picture from pixabay.
I wish it were somewhere like that! Maybe the Himalayas next time, eh!?
Himalayas ? I feel you , Dudiland should never go away 🤍
Good luck with the move