things no one tells you about moving.

So if you were wondering, I'm moved into my apartment.

I've been here for about 5 days and I really do love it.

I have a love hate relationship with the fact that I'm on the 3rd floor, but I suppose it isn't the worst thing.

Who ever said 3 flights of stairs is bad for you - exercise, right?

I've compiled a list of things no one honestly tells you about moving and if they do say it - I'm more blunt about it.

- Holy craptards is it expensive. Like, not the actual move itself, because I budgeted for that (gas, food, etc.). But buying things for your new place? I suppose it isn't that expensive if you've already got baking sheets and flatware and plates and bowls and hangers... and I suppose you have to pay more for a bigger moving truck/whatever to move that extra stuff, so it balances out.. but when you're starting out on your own... It's come to around $1,000, if not more. Definitely more, that's just what I've spent. I have awesome family and friends that have bought different things for me as gifts, so it's been really helpful. 

Yeah, I'll be paying off my credit card for-ev-er.

- It's a sweaty process. Seriously. Forget the sauna, move a bed and clothes and boxes up 3 floors and you'll lose like 15 pounds in sweat alone. Especially if you're moving to the south and doing it in 98 degree weather.

- Going back to the first point, unless you have everything from a former house, chances are you won't have a couch or other things for almost a month. I found and bought a great one, a smaller grey sectional, but chances are it won't be delivered for 2 weeks. Which makes my apartment look barren.

I don't have a nightstand or a coffee table either, and financially I probably won't have one until the end of August. So if you come to visit, don't judge me on my ghettoness too much. I'm just broke at the moment.

- It's exhausting. Like for real. I've gotten at least 6-8 of sleep every night, but holy cow am I just worn out. I think it has to do with the fact that within the last week, I've literally just been GOING. I finished my Masters program Thursday night and Friday we drove all day down here and I've been at work or unpacking in between. Hopefully by next weekend I can relax a little.

Oh and this doesn't have to deal with moving, but just some bragging;

I graduated from my program with a 3.51 GPA! 

It's not the best it could be, but I'm proud of it. And I think 3.5+ is Honors status. So yay me!

Okay, end bragging. It just feels soooo good to be done.

4.5 years, 2 degrees later and I'm happy to be finished for a loooooonnnnggggg while.