It just hit me. And it's never good when these things hit me.

[second_banana]

I'm moving.

Again.

It's just the end of the term and moving home etc. but fuck I hate moving.

Some of you don't know this about me, so let me explain. I have issues with home. Not my home, but the concept of home. There is a part of my brain that believes if I never put everything away and never really decorate then I won't be home and leaving it will be less traumatizing. Moving to different places is never easy for me. It brings back all sorts of unpleasant memories.

This year, I am actually leaving something behind when I go home. And while I love my family and really will be glad to be back with them, I will also miss the people here. I want to see my friends back home. I want to see my friends here. I vote we all go move into my as yet unmade hippie commune.

I'm freaking out about packing. I don't want to do it. And if you've seen my room (or know how it gets when I'm stressed ala production week, mom, and tons o' school work) it is clear why the task seems insurmountable.

My brother, sister in law, and two nieces moved out of my parents home last weekend. That is very good except that this is the fourth house that my three year old niece has lived in and the fifth time she's moved. And she doesn't seem to like that fact. I feel her pain.

Here is a conversation I had with Ann (the three year old)
(For reference, Laurel is her older sister and is four)

Me: Do you like your new house?
Ann: *silence*... *shakes head*
Me: You don't like your new house?
Ann: No. It's Laurel's yellow house.
Me: Oh. It's your house too though.
Ann: No. It's Laurel's yellow house. She's happy.
Me: But you're not?
Ann: It's the fouth one.

Everything she said was in a whisper. She was so sad. I wanted to take her into my old room (which was where they had been sleeping) and tell her she could stay. But that would have done no good. I understood what she was saying though. I told her that no matter where she moved I would always love her and would come and visit. Then I payed special attention to her the rest of the night while the other big people were playing with Laurel.

Right. Soooo all this boils down to is that I miss my friends back home, will me my friends here, and I'm freaking lonely at the moment. And what is LiveJournal for but laying out your emotions for people to paw through. *headdesk*

Comments

[elvensorceress.livejournal.com]

My home will always be yours. You have a place in my dungeon. ;)

*hugs you tight*

[second-banana.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

But you have to be with me. Hobbits alone in Mirkwood do not fare well. We are much too tasty to the HUGE FREAKING SPIDERS OF D00M!!!

[elvensorceress.livejournal.com]

*breaks out amazon warrior gear*
No worries, love. I'll always be with you.

[heartofslash.livejournal.com]

I can't stand the idea of moving. (it's the books - ack!)

I can understand. It's still strange for me to drive past houses I used to live in. (Especially the one where, ten years after I moved out, a guy killed his wife in my old bedroom.)

I'm lucky to have been in my current house for the longest I've ever lived in one place in my life. My daughter has never lived anywhere else! But when one of her friends moves away, it's tragic. Sigh.

[second-banana.livejournal.com]

I don't even want to think about packing up my books. Both the parents house and school have overflowing bookshelves and damn it, that's the way it should be.

I hate driving past old houses. It weirds me out.

Dude... people were killed in your bedroom? I'm not sure whether I think that's freaky or neat.

[konstant-motion.livejournal.com]

the concept of home...that's a tough one....

My home is at Becky's house

[second-banana.livejournal.com]

My big issue is that I don't want a home right now. Any place I call home will be a place I will be leaving in three to nine months depending on the time of year. I have a metaphorical home with my family and friends (where they are, I am home; that sort of thing) but an actual place... I just don't want one I have to leave.

Moving is scary. *hides under your bed*

[newbieblueberry.livejournal.com]

Sussie-

I hate moving too..I have so much crap to move it sucks. But, seeing as I have the land yacht aka my car, if you want help moving let me know. I'd gladly offer the boat for your moving needs.

And, I think you, me, and Shavon need to hang out this summer. I have SOOO much to tell you all.

Much Love,
Newbie

[second-banana.livejournal.com]

You are a doll. Our van is in the shop, but we have a huge trailer and my brothers death trap chevy, so we should be good.

And yes, much hanging out needs to take place. SOOO much to tell me? Sounds like dirty secrets. ;)

[newbieblueberry.livejournal.com]

no, none are dirty, at least I dont think they are....

[therosewilde.livejournal.com]

*Hugs*
I know what you mean, from the other end of the problem. If you want to talk to a perpetual shifter, drop me an E-Mail. (LL24_7_86@yahoo.com)

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