Stage 1: Denial This is no problem. I moved as a kid, and it was fine. I’ll just throw my clothes in some trash bags and call up some friends. Who was that guy in Poli Sci? With the pick up truck? I think I have his name somewhere… Stage 2: Anger Why do people have to make this so complicated? Do I seriously need to hire a carpet cleaner? How am I going to have time for cleaning if I need to be out the day that I need to move into the new place? I better get my deposit back! Stage 3: Bargaining Heeeeeey… Paul? It’s me! From Poli Sci! You know, sophomore year of college? Do you still have a pickup truck? Do you want some pizza for, say, a measly 6 hours of manual labor? … What do you mean your name is Taylor? Stage 4: Depression That’s it. There’s no way I’m packing, moving, and not having a brain aneurysm at the same time. There’s way too much to do and I can’t even get myself to start. You know what…I’m going to go take a nap. Take a nap and think about all the life choices that pointed me to this terrible moment. Stage 5: Acceptance This is too much for me to handle while work/school/Overwatch/all seven seasons of Golden Girls also exist. I’ve got a little extra cash to spare and I’d rather spend my time looking forward to my new place instead of crying while trying to google how to pack dishes. Time to get an estimate. Start planning your move today with Bookstore Movers Free Estimate Form and spare yourself some grief!
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