5 Things (Moving Edition)

I'm at the tail end of my fourth cross-country move in five years and there are some things that are true about doing this every time, for example:  it is stressful, mega-stressful, and things always go wrong.  Big things, small things, medium things.  There are always obstacles, and challenges, there are also always ways to overcome them.  You will always leave people you love behind. No matter how much you disliked your location, you will always say goodbye to a few really good people who have been extraordinary blessings in your life.  So, with this move almost over here are my

5 Things -2015 Moving Edition:

1. Logistically, this move is the smoothest I ever done.  Movers (on both ends) showed up exactly when they were supposed to, ABF (on both ends) showed up exactly when they were supposed to, most of my stuff was hella organized in numbered boxes.  I can't say if this is because I'm getting better at moving, or if the universe favors me being back in Texas, or if it was pure dumb luck, but wow, it is so much easier when things go well.
2. My car blowing up was a big thing to go wrong.  The biggest thing to go wrong in all my moves, but it actually wasn't the most stressful (those moving guys is Philly, that was stressful).  Despite being really bad timing the fact is, I was already planning to buy a new car within a few months of moving.  I had done some preliminary research on cars I'm interested in, and work for a company where I can use their rental rate regardless of whether I'm on company business.  Hopefully, I'm able to buy a new car tomorrow, and put this obstacle in the past.
3. I hurt my back the night before I moved from Long Beach.  I convinced myself that over the last week I was all better, but there is a giant pile of stuff sitting at the bottom of the stairs that disagrees.  In hindsight, I definitely should've gone and cleaned out the trunk of my broken-down car before the movers came - so they could schlep all that stuff upstairs as well.
4. There is a point in every move (from the moment you decide to move to the moment you come home to a new place and do nothing but veg out with your DVR) where you will be overcome with incredible homesickness.  This not a homesickness for a specific place, or specific people, but instead for just having a home - and a normal life, and until you find the new normal the homesickness just kind of hovers around you.  (I reached that point about a week ago, and I'm hoping to have a "normal" weekend next week.)
5. Ya'll I am done with Euro-style patio laundry and I am LOVING it!  (Although, having to wash every single piece of fabric makes the unpacking process a lot slower than normal.) Do you know how many loads of laundry I have gotten done today?  Enough that it would've taken me 4 days in Long Beach. FOUR. DAYS.