Moving is hard work.

After living in the same small crappy apartment for the five years I've been in Texas, I finally got around to moving at the start of October. So now I have a large crappy apartment instead. I know, everyone's going to ask why I don't get a house instead. It's partially because I don't have enough time for the upkeep on a house. I'm also still trying to deny that I actually live in Texas, and a house just sounds too permanent. When I finally buy a house it'll be in someplace more civilized, not here.
Let me just say, to anyone who thinks they're going to move themselves, it's worth every penny to pay someone to do it for you. I made the error of thinking it'd be easy to move considering how short a distance I was going. Big mistake! It took me a few days to recover from the pain and fatigue of moving all that stuff. Of course it wasn't helped by the fact that the people who originally were going to help me move bailed on me. Thankfully a co-work stepped in to help out for a few hours to help with the big stuff. But next time I move, I don't care how much it costs, I'm paying someone to do it for me.
The new apartment is pretty big. I have two bedrooms now. The second one I'll probably make into a little office area, though I still don't actually have a computer at home. Or I might make it into a guest bedroom. I also have two bathrooms, which is kind of silly for only one person. Every now and then I go use the second one just because I can. :) The only annoying thing is that the kitchen is kind of out of the way of the rest of the apartment. For the first couple of days I kept forgetting where it was. But overall I like having the extra room. I guess now I'll finally buy some furniture for the living room, something else I'd been putting off since moving here.
I'd post pics of the new place, but there are still boxes everywhere and I haven't finished unpacking. Maybe in a few weeks.