Moving Day 439

Cliche I know, but moving sucks.

Especially when you aren’t really on board with the whole moving thing.

Not that I wanted to stay.  I just wanted to leave.  I didn’t want to also go through every fucking thing I ever co-owned and decide who got it.

Necessary?  Yes.  Fun?  Hardly.

When I initially left I took what I had to.  Then I made a list of 19 other things I had to have.  We are now at the point where IDGAF.  I have survived this long without whatever is still there, I think I can deal with not having it.

Apparently I am four.

This whole process has really taught me that stuff will not make me happy.

Until I am sitting in an office having someone tell me that I don’t get any stuff.

Which pisses me off.

I can’t talk about that though.  So…..What else?

Not stuff.

I have finally bought my domain to put my site on.  I just need to put it up.  I’m pretty excited.  Because once I get it up, more people will pay me to do what I do.  That makes me happy.  Not because of the money, although that will help, but because I get to help people.  It’s really my favorite thing, and I think I’m really good at it.

What I have not been doing is running.  Which has gotten me all ADD.  Maybe it would help with moving.  Also, I really need to get faster, because I am following a lot of runners on Twitter and I feel the need to be better than all of them.  Of course that is just crazy talk, but they all inspire me to be better.

OK, back to stuff for a minute.  Somewhere between the forty eleven moves and hotels and couches and what not, I lost two things that make me sad.  My purple lace tank top and my black patent Dooney purse. If you find either of those things, let me know.  I last seen the top at Danielle’s, (ask Danielle if she found it #notetoself) and the purse….I know it made it to Vegas in December, after that Idk.

Maybe I should empty some suitcases or boxes.  Maybe it’s in one of those.

This is boring even me.  Hope you all have a great day.  If you get bored, come help me put stuff away. xoxo

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Annie is all things awesome. Singer of songs, thinker of thoughts, runner of miles. When she isn't getting paid to kick ass as a personal trainer and health coach, she's looking for her keys.