I hate packing. And moving. And basically anything that involves hangers and cardboard boxes. For that reason, I am oh-so-glad that this year I don’t have to make a move before school starts.

 

With my internship at Health Leads starting at the very beginning of June, I moved straight into my apartment for the year (!!!) at the end of Spring semester. While I might gloat now that I won’t have to move for a while, this doesn’t mean I don’t remember each moving day as the worst days of my life. You might ask yourself why I’m being so dramatic? Well I’m here to tell you that I’m only slightly exaggerating, because for a person who hates packing, I pack a lot.

Lorelai gets me

I’m a notorious overpacker. I go somewhere for a weekend and I will have enough clothes to last me about two weeks. Now imagine that carrying over to college. Pre-freshman year I insisted on bringing all of my favorite books and my favorite t-shirts and my favorite blankets. Post-freshman year I decided I couldn’t part with my notebooks from the year because I had learned so much and I might need the information later in life (I’m not even going to pretend this was just post-freshman year, I brought high school notebooks with me as a pre-frosh). Add to that all the free t-shirts I had acquired from campus events and books that I forgot to sell at the end of the year and I had myself the heaviest boxes known to mankind.

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I can’t believe I’m putting this on the internet but this is a high unattractive documentation of after round 1 of unpacking freshman year. See those books behind me? there were more coming

Pre-summer between freshman and sophomore year, after many donations to Goodwill and a short trip home where I deposited items I realized I most definitely did not need, I had reduced my belongings to a more normal amount. Pre-sophomore year even though I still had(have) like 5 blankets, I knew I had improved. But then it was post-sophomore and for every box I had to carry up and down stairs, I cursed myself.

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From left to right: Move in sophomore year, move out sophomore year. Notice the forced smiles and too tired/occupied to look cute for the camera on the right. Moving changes you.

 

Why am I telling you all of this? IT’S A WARNING/friendly advice. Don’t overpack. Don’t overthink. It’s important to feel at home when you make a move, but more belongings doesn’t make that happen. Out of all the things I thought would make anywhere more comfortable, only a few things stood out: pictures of my family and friends, my favorite book (okay two books but no more), a poster my sister sent me as a housewarming gift, and my box of knick knacks from the years. The moral of all this? You don’t need everything to feel at home, you just need some things. I personally know the struggle of wanting to bring that one sweater that might have brought you good luck that one time, but you’re probably not going to wear it more than once. Plus leaving it behind will make future you, and your present/future parents very happy. So… about a week or so in advance, happy move-in day!! It might be stressful and overwhelming and confusing, but don’t worry, you got this.

***While I do recommend cutting down, that doesn’t apply to getting a shower caddy. Please don’t use a plastic bag for your toiletries. Please***