Moving, it's like getting blood drawn, jing jing!

Moving is like getting blood drawn, and here's why:

• When the idea is proposed is doesn't sound all that bad. 
• As the time draws nearer, you start panicking.  
• You panic because you've done this before, you've been here before, and suddenly you remember how horribly unpleasant it is.  
• There's no backing out: you've just gotta get through it.  
• The panic is really quite silly. 
• Doing it by yourself makes you feel more grown up. 
• It goes so much better if there is a friend there to do it with you- to help you move, to hold your hand and distract you as the needle goes in. 
• You get quietly envious of those people who only have to do this once per decade, or so. 
• It has a purpose, there is a good and logical reason why you're doing this. In the moment though, that doesn't necessarily help much. 
• It's painful and uncomfortable. 
• It's quite possible that it leaves a bruise. Hopefully a small one.  
• Costs more money than it should. 
• And then, it's over.  Life and living return to normal.  And while in your head you promise yourself that was the last time, in your heart know it's coming again some day...