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I'm desperately trying to avoid coming down with the Envies.  Our lease is almost up on our apartment and I'm starting to realize that there is no way we can find a house or any other abode with two bedrooms.  Looks like we'll be moving to yet another one bedroom apartment, hopefully one with a patio this time.  There will be no yard, but there will be a chance for patio gardening. 

I'm tired of moving.  I've moved so many times since turning 18.  Let's see.  I moved to UT dorms, moved out 9 months later.  Moved into an apartment 2 months after that.  Moved out of that apartment after 9 months.  Moved into another apartment 2 months later.  Moved out of that apartment after a year.  Moved back in with my parents for a year and a half, moved into this apartment.  Now I get to move again, and again, and again until I gain some sort of PERMANENT residence.  And who knows how far in the future that will be, because my Ollie and I are supremely unambitious.  We are students and make absolutely NO MONEY because I only have a part-time job and his only source of income is selling plasma from his veins. 

So, no craft room this year.  And Ollie doesn't get his beer-brewing room (otherwise known as a garage).  I just really want to graduate and have a real job where I can have a salary and buy a house (and with it some stability).  And have furniture, like where the box spring does not have to sit on the floor and we can have a real non broken-free-hand-me-down-couch and a dresser.

Either that or move to the commune already.

Plus, this moving business is really gonna freak my cat out.