If there is something I dread doing, it’s moving. Whenever I have moved, it’s been easy, but still, I have always hated the thought of moving. I have helped others move more times than I have myself moved. It was very easy for me in the past as the only things I had were my clothes, books, and a few daily-use items. Now, things have changed.
The problem is that I got no one to help me out as my moving timings clash with everyone else’s sleeping time. I am a night person, I do more things at night than in the daytime, but the world decides to sleep at that time. Another problem is Berkeley is 50 miles from Santa Clara. That’s a lot of driving… I spend more time on the freeway than I do at home…
Good thing is that my brother is coming in 2 weeks so even though he is not a night person, he won’t have a choice but to help me.
So far, I have got only a few things in the new apartment, lamps, bulbs, kitchenware, etc. Bed, side table, computer table, sofa, TV stand, and a TV must be taken care of.
This also calls for a lot of stress if I already didn’t have any. If there is something these days in abundance in my life, it’s stress. If you need any, you know who to call. Even mehndi songs don’t help me relieve my stress anymore.
