On the Move...Again

Before moving to New York City on June 1st I’ll be going home to Minnesota for a much-needed Memorial Day Weekend with family and friends.  But before even that happens, there are suitcases in need of packing, boxes in need of mailing, and cleaning, cleaning, cleaning taking place in every nook and cranny of my apartment.  Somewhere in the middle of all the excitement and anticipation (and headaches) I realized it has only been three months since my last move, from Brussels to Washington.  I don’t know whether that fact makes me happy or makes me want to take a very, very long nap.   

As much as I love the new experiences that come with moving to a different city, I don’t love all the work it takes to get there.  Really, how many boxes can you pack and unpack and repack in a three-month span before you decide to just stay put?  Some people move all the time and entire societies have built themselves around the nomadic lifestyle, but right now I’m craving a pretty sizable dose of stability.  After I get back from New York City, that is.