Things Thursday: move-out edition.

That time of year again,
packing up & heading off.
But there's more drama to packing than one might think...

1. I just spent 2 hours, in the wind and rain, being told that every store in Guelph was out of boxes.
My favourite was my arrival to Shoppers Drug Mart where I watched a father and daughter walking out with at least 10 huge boxes, folded down. 

I smiled and asked jokingly 'Oh wow, are there any left?'

To which the girl replied 'Actually we cleaned them out, maybe go to No Frills' as she climbed into her car, conveniently parked right in front of the entrance. 

No Frills would be great. But No Frills is across town.
How about I take those boxes off your hands and you take your little car, with it's fancy little gas pedal, over to No Frills.

I may have been extremely bitter. Not explicitly. But my laugh disguised my absolutely drenched, cold and shivering contempt.

Let's just say I'm not a fan of car-less rainy days.

2. Enough with the melodrama. aha my anger was about a 15-second glitch on the radar.  Rather, the majority of the day was spent in desperation. I went to the mall as a last resort and after a few more rejections, decided to find out if Dollarama sold cardboard boxes.
Upon entering the store my heart jumped and my eyes darted from one bin to the next of old cardboard boxes, being sent out to the trash.

I'm telling you: I grabbed as many as I could, as fast as I could.

If you had seen me it probably would have looked like I was fighting off a hoard of people the way I was tearing through that bin.

3.From now on I will take move-out (and cardboard) very seriously.

No more last minute box-hunting!

4. Packing is much more enjoyable when your routine involves a bottle of red wine. 

My unsuccessful trip to the LCBO for boxes was not an entire waste.

making things bearable since 4000 BC.

5. I'm currently listening to The Hunger Games audiobook while my packing chores are completed. I was very reluctant. The plot reminded me far too much of Battle Royale (any movie-nerds reading?). But I've heard good things, and it's enjoyable enough to listen to, so I won't be pretentious, and I'll give it a fair shot.

6. Yesterday I baked cookies. I'm bringing them in to work tomorrow to share. It is taking a lot of effort not to tackle my tupperware container the way I tackled the cardboard-box bin. Chocolate, Cranberry, Oatmeal Cookies.

Omnomnommm.

Am I alone in the dislike for packing-up and moving-out?
Anyways, now that I'm in from the cold, I plan to be productive. I've got my audiobook, I've got my wine & I've got chicken in the oven.
On a final happy note, I really am excited to get home and see friends and find a job and figure life out again. Even if it means moving back in with my parents.
grumble grumble.

Do you have any packing tips??
If not, baking recipes will suffice!
Also - Hunger Games readers, does the series continue well enough? Should I bother downloading the rest of the audiofiles?

Oh, the exciting life of a soon-to-be grad...

So what does submitting your last essay of your university career feel like?
For me, it followed a very quick sequence events....

1)like you can do anything and every thing!
2)you should pour a shot, throw on some heels and go dancing...?!
4)you should call all your friends and see who wants to see a movie..
3)YOU.SHOULD.SHOP.
4)....shop online?
5)maybe the laundry thats been piling up and the books and binders all over your bed
      can finally be put away...
6)you could veg out on tv and let your brain numb for weeks....
7)think about all of the above and 10 minutes later, pass out for 15hours straight...
(I had been running off of adrenaline and caffeine, 40hours sans-sleep)

I must say it was all very lacklustre... but it has a silver lining.
Today was awesome. I couldn't stop smiling. No more due dates! ok thats a lie but a quiz and an online contribution separate me from the end of my assignments and they seem so small compared to the midterms & essays I've been wearing myself down for.
I'm stress-free.
best. feeling.
sure, this will only last like 3 days, because my exams start in 6...
but the fact that I've lasted through the semester? taking six courses and actually surviving them? I feel like graduation is actually possible, which was being seriously debated a few months ago.
I'm basking in it now.
but that doesn't stop me from thinking about visiting my profs after grad....

When I graduate, I will sneak into all my teachers' bedrooms and do this: