Moving

Well, the time has come again, ladies and gentelmen for me to move house... this will be the 4th time in two years (moving to Latvia, from Brivibas iela to GG's, from GG's to Blaumana iela, and now from Blaumana iela to Alksnaja iela)....and who knows what nth time in my life.
Funny thing is, for as many times as I've moved, I still really suck at it. Every time I moved when I lived in Kalamazoo, I just threw all my stuff in bags, clothes baskets, etc and into my car! Then I drove as many trips as I needed to get it all from one place to the other. When I moved to China of course, it was a very different deal. I packed clothes, lots of clothes and toiletries... and a few household items that were so special to me, that I just wanted them with me. Of course, over the next two years in China I accumulated a whole lot of stuff, a lot of which I ended up selling in my "getting the hell out of China" sale, or just giving away to my ayi (oh, how I miss my ayi). When I moved to Latvia, I actually had to pack boxes, and ship stuff. But then I got to Latvia... and every move here has been the same... throwing stuff into bags, baskets and suitcases and packing up some dear helpful friend's car.
This is what I will be doing again on Sunday. Actually, I have just spent the greater part of the afternoon throwing stuff into random boxes (most don't close on top), bags, suitcases, etc... and on Sunday we will start the big move. It scares me to look at how much stuff there is, considering how much/little space there is where I am going.
I have been looking forward to having all of my stuff in one place for months now, desperately so in the last month. But it will be interesting to see how it all fits, and what this will mean in JS's and my new life together. Although we have been "playing house" already for these last few months, there still was the opportunity to be separate if the need ever arose. Of course, it happened a lot less for me than for JS... but we leave that to different personalities and the differences between men and women. As more of my stuff accumulates at Alksnaja iela, but none of my shelves or anything are there yet, a lot of my stuff has just being left around in little piles. Sometimes, it does get overwhelming, and I wish I did have a place to put it all. But, at times, my pile of odds and ends is right next to JS's pile of odds and ends. JS's favorite comment lately has been, "What is this stuff, put it away!" And when I ask, where am I supposed to put it, and why do I have to move my stuff, but he doesn't have to move his, he says, "it's my apartment, and it's MY stuff!" Obviously, this little argument will no longer hold water in a week. (My official move in date is March 1, even though we're starting the moving now.)
Ah, so anyway... it will be interesting to see how it goes... how life changes, how our daily life changes... even though we for all purposes have actually been living together for a while, it will probably still be different now.
And, as many of you know, this will be the very first time that I live with a man in my adult life. It is a big deal. :) I am very excited about it. Now I just wish the moving fairy (Ms. NS, she's friends with the dish fairy, I think.) would come and finish my packing, and fly it all over, and up the four flights of stairs at Alksnaja iela. :)