Oh my god, I seriously hate moving. It might be the worst thing on earth. Next time I swear I'm hiring someone to do this for me. At the advice of people who know, I called a local charity to come pick up stuff, which they are nice enough to do. I did get rid of 9 boxes of books* and lots of clothes. Unfortunately, my living room furniture was not acceptable as a donation. Apparently it is too old. I completely understand since it is really old (and pretty ugly, but I got it for free), but now there are new difficulties like getting it out of my apartment in a few days. I asked around to see if anyone could help out, but so far no one has responded seriously (a friend from Canada offered, but of course she was joking). As the kids I used to work with would say "My nerves are bad."
If I were more clever I would turn this into a blues song, but alas... I have, however, been listening to a lot of blues music in my half-serious quest to learn to play the harmonica. I figured I should get a feel for the sound before I started trying it myself. Ironically, I don't really like blues that much, I just like the sound of harmonica in say "Roadhouse Blues" or "When the Levee Breaks." Maybe if I listen to enough of it I'll find some stuff that I do enjoy.
*This actually makes me wince every time I say it. I'm really attached to my books, but I had way too many. They needed to be culled, and I'm now on a book buying moratorium
