Saturday, August 07, 2004

Nomad

I have lived in eight towns at ten different addresses in three states, two prefectures and two countries over the past twenty years. The longest I have stayed at any one address during that time has been four years. You'd think it would be time for me to settle down in one place for a while, but apparently not quite yet. Yup, that's right. I'm moving again. And soon. It's not really what I was planning on or hoping for, but sometimes you've just gotta do what you've gotta do.
Ultimately it will be for the best, but right now it has me kind of bummed out. I've been hauling ass all week getting everything set up and squared away with the arrangements, but still the thought of moving my things yet again when I just moved them less than three months ago and also now having to furnish a household makes me want to crawl into bed and hide under the cover for a good long while. I haven't done that yet, but I'm sure I'm a total mopey, pain in the ass to be around. I know I should snap out of it and not dwell because it all means I'm making progress, but it just seems like I have to let myself feel the way I feel so that I can go through it and past it.

2 comments:

Bob said...

We moved into our current home about a year ago. Prior to that, we lived in the same place for almost 14 years. It still feels like we move too often because I hate moving so much!

Pam said...

From the time I was a baby to the time I left for college, I lived in the same room in the same house. The whole idea of moving was so foreign to me. I was the shyest one in the family and the least likely to do anything daring when we were kids. I'm still trying to figure out where I caught the wanderlust from. I'm looking forward to it leaving me and having a chance to settle somewhere for a good long while.