I hate moving.
As a girl, my family moved quite often.
I counted once, as well as I suppose that I moved around thirty times from age two through fifteen. I believe that I hate moving because I moved so much when I was a child. My husband as well as I bought a cute little household when my buddy and I first got married, as well as I thought that my buddy and I would never have to move, however my husband was gave a really fantastic task in a town about three hours west of where my buddy and I were living. The pay for the task was double that of what he was currently getting paid, as well as the hours were much better as well. He simply could not resist, so my buddy and I moved. It was quite the trip. Some men that helped us move accidently broke my china cabinet which was given to me by my Grandmother, so I was really frustrated. Thankfully, my husband was able to repair my china cabinet, but I also dropped something. I dropped our only a/c. It broke into four substantial pieces. I was hoping that I would be able to glue it back together, however it did not happen. It was undoubtedly too destroyed to ever work again. My child saw how frustrated I was about it, so he tried to repair the a/c himself which was so sweet, although he was not able to repair it either. It really does not get that sizzling where my buddy and I live, so my buddy and I only need the a/c for about three months out of the year. My husband said that he would stop by the store after work today as well as buy us another a/c.