6:00 a.m. I woke up at my girlfriend’s apartment and got my stuff ready for work. It’s Friday and it’s the big day. I asked my girlfriend to spend the day packing. I kiss her goodbye and I drove to work.
7:00 a.m. I arrived at work. My outreach partner and I got together some food and some supplies and we left the shelter around 9:00 a.m. to do outreach. We traveled around to the various homeless hangout spots and encampments. We visited people and we gave them food. I’m working towards developing a process so that we can help people get IDs, birth certificates, and social security cards. There’s so much that a person needs when they are unhoused. It also seems that it’s really easy for people to lose the few things that they have, because they’re high or get robbed.
3:00 p.m. It’s been stressful all day. I’ve been worrying about this big move for so long and now the day is here. I left work and I went to the U-Haul place to pick up the 15-ft truck. When the U-Haul clerk asked me to give an emergency contact I used my girlfriend. Come to find out she has an old $94 balance. I’m really frustrated by this and I call her, and she ends up settling the balance. I was shocked that U-Haul would hold somebody else’s past balance against me renting a truck. I told them as much, but luckily we’re able to remedy the situation. The woman that was working at the U-Haul, a fiery lady with red hair, gave me an extra 30 miles on the rental which was really nice.
4:15 p.m. I arrived at my girlfriend’s apartment with the U-Haul truck. I backed the truck up to the front door of her building. I went upstairs and it’s just her and I. We’re waiting for her ex and my friend Nick to show up. I get a text from Nick that he’s at the apartment complex. I drove out to get him at the entrance. It’s good to see Nick and his dog Riggy. There’s no words I can describe how grateful I am for the help. Nick and Riggy drove back with me in my girlfriend’s Honda Pilot to her apartment building. The apartment complex is huge, and it’s hard to find each building. When we get upstairs my girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend is there with my girlfriend’s son.
5:00 p.m. The plan is for the three guys to get the big stuff first, all the big furniture. We work together putting all the furniture in the moving truck. It takes us about an hour and a half.
6:30 I drove the U haul with my girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend, my friend Nick and his dog drove their car over to my girlfriend’s new apartment in Lowell.
7:30 p.m. We moved everything out of the truck into my girlfriend’s apartment. With the furniture and the few bags and boxes I moved over the last two weeks the small new apartment is already pretty full. I know that tonight is going to be a long night. My friend Nick leaves, and My girlfriend’s boyfriend and I drive back to my girlfriend’s apartment. I’m happy to finally have gotten to spend time with my girlfriend’s son’s father. He is an integral part of her life, and he is a good father to her son.
8:00 p.m. We arrived back at my girlfriend’s apartment that she’s moving out of. My girlfriend’s ex stays for another hour or so, and then he takes his son home. My girlfriend and I spent the next 7 hours moving, packing, and cleaning out her apartment. I will not sleep until around 12:00 p.m. the next day. So this story will carry right into the next day. I did the majority of the heavy lifting. I’m loading bag after bag up and down the stairs. The Adderall helps me work through the night. There’s way too much stuff. But it is what she wants and I do care about her deeply, so I’m willing to move all of the stuff. I know she will regret it later.
HINDSIGHT: 11/16/2025
The move was a horrible experience. My girlfriend had so many trash bags of stuff, so many Chrystals, so much! I was moving stuff into the new apartment until daybreak the next day. Eventually my girlfriend gave up, and stopped helping me. At one point I’d thought that some of the homeless people walking by stole stuff from the truck. I confronted them, and my girlfriend who was holding the front door to the apartment building shut the door and involved herself, locking us out of the building. One of the homeless individuals was threatening me, and I was telling him to either do something or keep moving. I had my hand on my pepper spray and my knife was also in my pocket. We had to call the fire department to let us back in the building. It was about 4:30am. Then once everything was piled in my girlfriend’s new apartment she began yelling at me saying horrible things to me once again. Eventually, she settled down, we had make up romance and passed out.