There are always nice things about moving home: home cooked meals, sanitary bathrooms, and of course a pool. However, that moving process itself can be a bit of a pain. I’ve lamented about moving before. But this time it is worse it seems. On the bright side, my mom painted my room an interesting green colour. I’ve yet to try to live in it, but I do like the colour – something a little different. Light enough that it isn’t gloomy and dark enough that it isn’t boring.
And this time around, all of my stuff got shoved into the living room which is a nest of disaster for the time being. Hopefully I can get things sorted away within the next day before I turn around and head out to Victoria for a week.