I love

1. Fresh, clean, new spaces. I always feel like a new apartment/home is filled with hope and promise of something better. Better habits, better family dinners, better living space, better memories. It’s so easy to look at that semi-blank canvas and envision the best.
2. Finding new ways to organize. I love the sense of accomplishment I feel when I put Cupcake’s hair ties in a little silver basket in the bathroom to keep them contained, or adding a bakeware rack to the cabinet so that my baking sheets stop falling over and crashing in the middle of the night.
3. Hanging pictures. I absolutely love hanging pictures. I think that weilding a hammer makes me feel very handy and powerful. Also, when you have a hammer, everything looks like a nail. Everything. Even DaddyGeeks.
4. New neighbors and (in the case of an apartment) new leasing office workers, eager to impress you and make you feel welcome so you don’t terminate your lease during the 30-day move-in guarentee timeframe.

Things I hate

1. Everything is in boxes. Boxes that I packed that I may or may not have been too lazy to label (I labeled half!) so I can’t find anything. I’m missing a huge bottle of ibuprofen, a large griddle, a light socket cover, the top to a broiler pan and more. Jeez.
2. Boxes. I have a texture issue, and cardboard (along with chalkboard, unfinished wood and ohmygodcardboard) makes my skin crawl.
3. Steps backward in potty training. Though I knew it was inevitable, some small part of me hoped we might triumph and recouperate easily! That part of me was just laughed out of my body, so no worries.
4. Tantrums over silly things because toddlers and babies get stressed by moving. I wonder why!?!?!?!??!?! ::pulls hair out methoidcally by the roots::
5. Not enough time to unpack things. I swear it takes twice a long to unpack as it does to pack.
6. Learning a new commute. I am a creature of habit, and that usually means I make the wrong turn to go home. Sigh.

How have your moving experiences been? Horror stories? Funny stories? Give it to me, baby!