Moved, but not really.

Well we finally finished moving yesterday. It took four trips spread over the weekend with a truck and 5'x8' trailer attached to get all of the stuff out of the house, not including all the large heavy stuff that was moved Wednesday night. I found myself asking, likely what all movers ask themselves, "how did we end up with so much crap?" We were able to get it all stuffed into the apartment which is roughly 1000 sq. feet smaller than the house. Now comes the tedious tasks of unpacking, sorting, deciding what stays, what goes into storage and what simply goes. It's like basically living in a storage unit right now. I'm figuring it'll take a month to figure it all out.

I'm not really comfortable here, but I haven't really given it a chance yet. It's truly not that bad. I am only ten minutes from work. I don't know if I should get comfortable here though. I mean this is just temporary for me whether I stay in Tennessee or move out of state.

I don't really think I could get comfortable here even if I tried though. I found out inadvertently today that she resents me for being here and truly wants me out so she can have it all to herself. Can't say I blame her. It's not like I've been the best of room mates lately, but it hurts to know she feels that way. To know that she truly wants me to be away from her like that. I actually was beginning to have hope that we might end up staying together to. There were a few moments, when I'd come out of my grumpy loading mood, that we actually had fun while doing this. I realize now that I was only fooling myself. How easy it was to fall right back into that comfort zone.

Hopefully, I won't have to stay here to much longer. I hate being anywhere that I'm considered an inconvenience, a burden or just unwanted. I'll try to make the next couple of months easier for you.