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Always on the Move

There was a period in my life where all of my family and friends dreaded receiving postcards from me. You see, I used to move…

…a lot.

Since renting my first apartment at 20 years old, I’ve moved 17 times. That’s 17 times in 16 years. In just over a week we can make that 18 moves in 16 years.

So every time people received a post card from me, it was not to chronicle a joyous vacation, it was to notify them that they’ll have to change my address in their address book. I can’t tell you how many people bitched to me that they had to buy a new address book all because of me (my advice: use a pencil).

Anyway, everything seems to be going smoothly with this move. My original plan was to hire movers and move on or around Columbus Day. However, I’ve been continuously purging and packing over the past month and gradually brought things over to Randy’s. I’m at the point now where there is really nothing left but the furniture (and after living in 500 square feet for three years, there isn’t even much of that). It would be silly to hire movers (who require a 3 hour minimum) when it will likely only taken them an hour to do the job.

Fortunately, a few friends have offered to help since there is so little to be moved. In fact, the first few volunteers offered their services independently (without me requesting it) back when I was originally planning on using movers. I’ve never had such offers before. That’s probably because I’ve always had this rule: I will never ask you to help me move, if you never ask me to help you move.

It’s not a selfish thing, really. It’s more of a laziness thing (and a strong distate for unnecessary perspiration).

Anyway, the big day will be Saturday, October 8th. I suspect the move will be quick since there is so little there. The biggest trick will be getting the computer desk/armoire down the stairs….

…and keeping off Randy’s nerves with my naturally adorable quirkiness (AKA: neurosis) before I move in just over a week from now.


  1. Comment by Mark on September 26, 2007 11:37 am

    You eschew exercise, Karl? Whaa!?! *dispels all notions of Karl*

    I may need your help in the coming weeks. Not to move anything, mind you. I’m not crazy. I need to find new living room furniture and you have some power to allows you to find the best furniture cheaply from what I remember. Any recommendations? I have taken to sitting on the floor more for comfort than my sofas, which is sad, but true.

  2. Comment by Brad on September 26, 2007 11:50 am

    Hmm. I was trying to think of how many times I’ve moved in my entire life — and I came up with 10 times — excluding the two times I lived in Austria … in which case that would be 12. Of course, that is nothing compared to 17 times in 16 years. My measly 10 are over the course of my entire 47 years — and, of course, in the last 17 years, I’ve lived in the same place. Interesting. 🙂

  3. Comment by jeff on September 26, 2007 5:42 pm

    Fortunately for you, I’ll never ask you to help me move as this is my death house.

  4. Comment by Randy on September 27, 2007 10:53 am

    Funny, moving in with me and you keep talking already about the next move to be closer to the T. arent you tired of moving I am and I have been in my place 3 years. Lets see for me since I left for college and back every summer im at this count.. 16 (alot of summer moves in college)

  5. Comment by snarl on September 27, 2007 11:33 am

    Oh, if I include those college days, you’d have to add for more to my 18 moves…that makes it 22 moves in 18 years.


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