Boxes and Taping

So I am boxing up my life to move it across town. It is not my favorite project, it requires lots of time and hard work. Deciding to move to a third floor apartment wasn't my greatest plan, but I am dealing with it. I will enjoy the firm muscles later. I am really excited for the new place though- a chance to make new friends, a bigger pool, and lots of exciting new parts to my life. I think it just setting up all the boxes, taping them, and filling them that is causing me to rethink the move. It is better for me to just stay put- to be comfortable. But on the plus side, I think that I will be able to settle down here, for a good long time.
Adding to the stress of moving, I have been really sick. Yesterday I had a migraine and stomach discomfort all day! This makes moving much more difficult. I got though the day and made it to bed with only a small amount of difficulty. I woke up this morning to a disaster. My room would appear that a small bomb has gone off. I have boxed up my kitchen, my bookshelves, and many of my other things. My closet is unreachable as I have piled boxes and bags in front of it. It took a full size duffel to get all of my swimsuits in! If that doesn't paint the picture, then I don't know how else to tell you that I require a lot of boxes.
The furniture movers are coming to move the TV today as I cannot lift it myself and have no men in my life. The couches are also arriving at the new apartment- which is causing me a lot of little bubbles of hope. I am excited to have a place all done up and looking like a house. Lets just hope the roommate is normal.
Other than that, things have been just like a box; plain and made of brown crap. I am exhausted at the end of a day and wonder how I have made it this far. But I keep looking behind me and see how many hills and mountains I have hurdled. I am doing good. I can move ahead. I love those mountains and rolling hills- and lately I have fallen in love with a song by Miley, The Climb. "There's always going to be another mountain, I'm always going to want to make it move. There's always going to be an uphill battle, sometimes I'm going to have to lose. Ain't about how fast I get there, ain't about what's waiting on the other side. Its the climb."
I am pushing up those hills. I am trying to make it about the journey of self improvement. I think this new little apartment has been like a bouquet of fresh flowers- just what I needed to see that life isn't about the grueling tasks, but about the journey.