The Fantastically Phenomenal and Not At All Humdrum Move

It began as any other ordinary and totally humdrum day. The sun rose and later I rose from my bed and ate some breakfast. I was enjoying my morning meal when a tickly sensation in my brain reminded me that there was an important event for that day. As I rubbed my eyes and began to wake up I remember that today is MOVING day.

I got the moving van that had been rented for just this special occasion and met with my trusty team. We would conquer my belongings and deliver them to their own special new room. We steadily worked at loading each box and piece of furniture, assured that we would deliver them safely to their destination. The sun rose higher as we toiled walking back and forth paying our alms to the hungry truck that breathlessly waited for us.

This move from Texas to Louisiana was next on the list entitled “Going to College in Baton Rouge.” My time in the town of Beaumont, TX was coming to an end and my new life as a college student was ready to emerge as a butterfly takes wing from its cocoon.

As I reveled in the excitement, my brain clicked and reminded me that we had the truck for only a day. This thought sparked some urgency into my morning and I urged my team to hustle a bit so our trip could begin. My friend with a box on her lap encouraged her wheelchair on in the race and I tested my strength with two boxes at a time. Our courageous strong man loaded himself up, seemingly groaning under the weight, and trekked out to the truck.

Finally we had satiated the truck’s appetite even as we incited our own, loaded ourselves, and were on the move towards a well needed lunch. The ride to Baton Rouge was pleasurable as we enjoyed each other’s company and navigated to my new home.

Great fun ensued as we moved boxes and crates and furniture and more into my new college home and speculated on the adventures I could expect over the next four years. 

The items that did not go into the house were given their own special home in a rented storage space on the outskirts of town. We were introducing these random items to their new party house when I realized that not all the boxes would fit. Oh dear, what was I to do. I did not have time nor money to rent another space and did not wish to throw anything away. Also the time was running out on the rental truck.

I thought and though and then though just a bit more and said to my weary wandering cohorts, “why do these items have to stay in the boxers?” This led basically to dumping my extra belongings into the crevices around the crates already in the rented random items party room (my new name for the quite cozy spaces). Finally all was unloaded and some even unpacked and we were on our way to return our trusty steed.

It was a memorable day of fun and work and I hope never to repeat it. However, my friend, if you should find yourself on this same path, have fun, laugh, and don’t stress and it will be all right in the end.