Move-out day is usually a good thing, right? You get to move out of the tiny room you've been living in for the past few months and move back to the real world: a place where you don't have to live out of plastic storage containers. Though exciting, packing can be tedious and stressful. And hot. Why is it always hot? And it doesn't help that there are tons of annoying things that always seem to happen when move-out day comes around.
1. Forgetting thingsEven when you think you've double-checked every drawer, desk, and closet, you always manage to forget some tiny (but completely essential) item. Whether it be a cell phone charger, iPod cord, toothbrush, or any other little gadget that you usually take for granted, there's always that one little thing left behind. And you always realize it 3 seconds after you hand in your keys and drive off into the sunset.
I'm starting to think it's a conspiracy by the cell phone companies. I mean, I can honestly say that the only time I ever buy anything at Radio Shack is when I need to buy a replacement charger. So THAT must be how they manage to stay in business...
2. HangersThose things don't fit ANYWHERE. And why are there suddenly so many?!
3. That one person who just takes up spaceHaving friends and family over to help pack is usually a very helpful idea, but why is it that there's always that one friend or family member who doesn't do anything but stand there idly and nit-pick every detail? Whether she's complaining about the dust creatures bunnies under the bed, critiquing your DVD collection, or repeatedly stating the obvious ("Oh my god, this room is SO small! How did you manage to live here all year?"), you just want to take one of those hangers and shove it up her ass tell her to find somewhere to pack it.
4. The give-away pileI'm not much a "green" person. Sure, I'll throw my plastic bottle into the appropriate recycle bin at the cafeteria, but I don't normally put that much effort into reusing old items- unless it's move-out day. Then I'm all about the saving.
It all starts when I decide to create a "give away pile": things I'll donate or give to other people that need them, like clothes, books, and other little gadgets. But as I start to pack, I can't seem to part with ANYTHING. Whether it's an old notebook that I want to keep "just in case I need the notes in the future," clothing that doesn't even fit me anymore ("I'm totally going to get back into those jeans once I'm away from the cafeteria dessert buffet!"), the 149 free t-shirts I acquired since September ("No! Not that one! That's from
5. Elevator hijackersOh really, Sweaty Dad? You're just gonna stand there and hold the elevator until your daughter packs those boxes and pushes them over here? Yeah, don't mind me; I'm just standing here holding three giant garbage bags full of crap with nowhere to go. No, it's totally fine. That crack was just the sound of my arm breaking in 3 places. Take your time.
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