Last weekend my brother and BIL came in from Indiana to help my move out of my apartment and back into my parents place. We got all the big stuff and some other things. I’m still not fully moved out yet. Still a few things left and I’d like to give the place a bit of a cleaning before turning in the keys, but essentially I’m moved into my parents’ condo.
This move has prompted me to consider all the times that I have moved in my life. Of course for the first 19 years of my life I lived in the house that I was born into in Warren, Michigan. My parents were not the type to move. Once they got settled in they didn’t want to change things.
After a failed attempt at engineering school at Lawrence Institute of Technology (LIT), as it was dubbed back in 1986, (now it Lawrence Technological University, I think((LTU))) I did a semester at Macomb Community College (MCC) and then began then began the next Fall at Central Michigan University (CMU) in Mt. Pleasant, MI. Last there about three weeks.
Moved back home.
After a couple more years at MCC I moved to Ypsilant, into Jones Hall on the campus of Eastern Michigan University (EMU).
Moved back home at the end of the school year.
Then back to EMU the next year. Lived there through the school year and summer and through the next school year before moving back home again.
After a year at home, working at B. Dalton’s Bookstore in Universal Mall, I moved to Kalamzoo, where I attended grad school at Western Michigan University. I lived in on campus apartments my first years. Moved to another on campus complex the second years. My third years moved to a brownstone at Rose and Vine in the downtown Kalamzoo student ghetto. And for my last few years lived in an apartment complex, the name of which escapes me now.
Moved back home. Lived with folks in Warren house.
Moved into Troy apartment with girlfriend (now ex-wife).
Moved to an apartment in Ypsilanti.
Moved into a condo in Madison Heights with now ex-wife after she got pregnant.
Moved to a house in Birmingham. Lived there about 6 years.
After separating from wife, moved into Royal Oak apartment at Thirteen and Coolidge. Stayed approximately 5 months.
Moved back into Birmingham house.
Divorced and moved back in with folks in their new condo in Sterling Heights. Stayed a few months.
Moved into Troy apartment, which was actually same complex that I lived in with now ex-wife who was girlfriend at the time. Lived there a year.
Last weekend moved out of Troy apartment and back into condo with folks. Plan to be here for awhile, to save money, so I can buy my own house, where daughter can have her own room and space. Not sure where, though. I don’t have a house to sell since ex got house in divorce. So once I save enough money I have my pick of places. Needs to be close enough to my daughter and her school but not too close to the ex.
Seems like a lot of moving to me. Is that normal for someone of my generation?