When left home to go to college I fit everything inside my old ‘95 green Ford Contour.
Now, seven years later, I’m moving again. Sure, I’ve moved four other times between leaving for college and now, but this time seems different. It’s the first time I’m moving into a place that I’m actually excited about: a loft in downtown Des Moines – it’s a beautiful place, polished concrete floors, granite counters, old brick walls, soaring windows, vaulted ceilings, a nice view. I’m excited.
But, good god: moving. My girlfriend and I have …