You're gonna think this is ridiculous

So everyone knows I'm moving at the end of December right? Well, WRONG. I just called and cancelled my move. Of course I waste the app. fee for me and my guarantor (sorry for making you get all that stuff together so fast Barbara), and the $50 hold fee, but....for all the deposit money I'd lose if I moved, it doesn't make as much of a dent. I was just thinking that if I do indeed go to a doctoral program, I'd just have to move again in a year. And I have begun talking to the man in charge at SHSU and I'm getting more and more excited about doing that. I have way too much furniture to move, and I love my neighbors. It actually makes me feel safer that my neighbors know me and my dog. Yeah, there are things that I don't like (like that whole roach in the pants episode), but there are things about the other place that I don't like. Like an ugly small kitchen, and no storage on the patio. And a patio that my dog probably couldn't hang out on because she could escape. And the neighborhood probably isn't as good for safety or running (no hills?!) It backs up to a high school and the leasing lady told me that I'd be able to hear the band practice in the mornings. Who thinks I can study with that? I wasn't feeling excited, and I had to force myself to pack unlike all the other times we moved. So, what I'm trying to say is that I have a lot of boxes and I actually did have a lot of stuff packed. Which, if anyone wants to come help me unpack and redecorate my apartment, I'd love the help. I'm apparently at a point in my life when it's hard to make the "right" decision and sometimes the wrong ones create a little bit of extra work.