Ok, so moving sucks, but it does have its pluses. For one, a change of scenery can be refreshing, and it's nice to move into a bigger room (as in this case). The best part about moving is the way it forces you to evaluate your possessions. Move that extra pair of skis you never use for the 5th time and see you easy you can finally part with them.
Finally, after 2 years of dedicated work, I've got all my things down to an organized series of rubbermaid bins, and it all fits into a 10' x 10' room. That's a long way from where I was at 18, with my shit strewn between mom's house in Southern Utah and my dorm at the University of Utah.
If you don't use it, get rid of it. I've always been attracted to the notion that all my possessions could be as refined and essential as a well-oiled backpacking kit. I'm still working on both, but then again, you always do.
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