In a previous post I mentioned my first time moving out and how it didn’t go very well. What I didn’t mention was how the it occurred in the first place. I was 18 (maybe just turned 19) and I was working as an assistant manager at a fast food restaurant. I thought I was doing very well for myself at the time.
One day I came home and my Mom informed me that she was moving to another state. I didn’t know what to think, I had no motivation to move out and moving to another state was definitely not something I wanted to do. I had my job, my friends and just the general familiarity of where I had been living for years.
I started thinking about how I was going to deal with the situation and decided I would just stay. My Mom could Move Out if she wanted to but I wasn’t moving out, I was staying put.
So…my first move out was really me being left behind when my Mom moved out. (She was single at the time)
She helped me get the electricity in my name. We got the lease changed and put in my name. Had to go get the cable TV changed over too, couldn’t live without MTV back then (1986?). Oh ya, MTV stood for Music Television. They used to play music videos back then. Now it should be RTV (Reality Television). Anyway, I digress.
Well, fortunately my Mom left the deposit in place on all these or I would have had a problem right away. The deposits alone could have easily added up to $700 or $800 dollars. Thank you Mom. 
Mom moved out and I had my own place. A nice 2 bedroom apartment. Oh what a life. Or so I thought.
Half way through the second month I was already having severe money problems and money withdrawal issues. I was used to blowing $800 a month on whatever I wanted and now I couldn’t. The bills were adding up to more like $1000 a month and I could see where things were headed. I started asking around and my great aunt agreed to let me stay with her for a while. So, now I had to move out of my own place. Moving in with my great aunt didn’t sound like fun but she was very nice and welcomed me.
So, what is involved in moving out? Well this time (for me) I had to have all the window coverings professionally cleaned. (not cheap) I also had a bunch of small nail holes in the walls. In 1986 you couldn’t just go on the internet and type “How to fix nail holes in apartment walls” into google and get ideas. So, I used the old fashioned search engine. I called my parents to ask them.
My Dad got into the tools I would need and about needing to repaint the place when I was done. I was really thinking I had gotten myself into a fix. Next I called my Mom, mostly just to grip about the problems I was having and how she had left me. I told her about the holes and she said, “Oh, thats no problem, get some Colgate tooth paste and go around to each of the holes with some on your finger and just squish it into the holes. She said that when it dries it will look just like new.
I did as my Mom suggested instead of taking my Dad’s advise on this one. It worked like a charm. Thanks Mom.
I had to pack up all my things and scrounging for moving boxes took a while, Turns out I probably could have bought them from a moving company for a few dollars but I wasted a day driving around to liquor stores instead. I loaded everything up, carpet cleaned the carpets and moved out.
