All Packed Up and Nowhere to Go

So I'm all packed up to move. I just have to wait until the week is done to move all my stuff. I'm actually really excited- the place I'm moving in to has a huge closet and is a very quick walk to the college- I almost wish the week would hurry up and be over just so I can move. But I know I'm going to wish the week would have been longer, once it's over. So I guess I'll enjoy it while it's here. The future will happen whether I want it to or not, at the same speed no matter how much I will it to go faster. Life only becomes wasted if you spend your whole time wishing and not actually living.
Something interesting and exciting that I have found is that I have significantly less stuff than I did a year and a half ago. If you look at the previous post of mine about moving, I put up some pictures of all the stuff I had when I first moved to Rosebud, then again when I moved to Red Deer. Now it's a much more manageable size.

This will be the fifth time I have moved in the last year and a half. That's a little bit of a ridiculous notion to me. I remember having conversations with people in the past, them saying that they moved every six months, or haven't been in a city for longer than a year, and I was flabbergasted. Now I realize that it's actually not that big of a deal than I initially thought. Having had to pack everything up five times first of all cuts down on how much stuff I actually choose to live with. Everytime my parents came up to visit me I would send them home with boxes and bags of stuff that I decided I didn't need to have with me. It makes it too difficult to pack, and just wasn't needed. I have five tubs, a couple bags, and a suitcase of stuff. That is probably about half of what I had when I first left home, and I know that it's just going to get smaller. I don't think that this place I'm moving in to is going to be my home for years, or maybe even six months, but I am hoping for the best. But I'm not expecting it, so I want to be able to pack up and move fairly easy, if not easier than this time, so stuff is always going to be sent back home. Which is, strangely enough, an exciting notion to me.

Something I love about these two pictures of my stuff all packed up is that even though you can't really see any of my things, it's still so colourful! With the tubs and the bags and the hangers and the garbage can and stuff, there's still so much colour. It makes me happy. I can't wait to unpack. I'm such an organizing nerd.