You recognize this if you have also moved once

Yeah, it's finally happening: I'm moving. Not far away, actually just to another apartment on the exact same floor. But it's bigger, newer, and has a view of an inner garden instead of a busy street — that will do wonders for my insomnia. I'm really looking forward to it. And I thought: come on, it's on the same floor, moving will be a piece of cake. I genuinely thought that for about two weeks until I started packing and realized again that I really hate moving.

Because honestly, isn't this the most exhausting thing there is? I've had quite a few houses in my career and every time it hits me hard how tedious it is to do. Although you quickly forget that once everything is set up and you've unpacked everything. That's the pitfall, because the next time you have to do it, you always underestimate it.

What you recognize if you've ever moved

1. How do I have all this stuff? Why do I still have a class photo of my ex from grade 8? What am I supposed to do with this? Why am I keeping mascara from 2016?
2. No. More. Complaining. About. Too. Few. Jeans.
3. Never complain about having too few clothes again: how did I think that before the move? And unpacking all those clothes and neatly putting them in the new closet... It's SO MUCH.
4. Empty rooms always seem bigger than furnished rooms and that's why that newer, much larger apartment is full in no time and I'm already complaining about not enough space.
5. Now I understand again why relationships fall apart when assembling furniture. What a pain.
6. And then you think you've prepared everything well, but you know in advance: something is definitely going to go wrong. A screw that wasn't included, for example.
7. Why does it feel like my back suddenly aged eighty years after all this hauling?
8. And then finally EVERYTHING is set up... And then you can't find anything. In which box was my straightener? The pans? My toothbrush?