Things like; it's great that you get to decide where everything goes and how everything looks... but that also means that you make ALL of the decisions. So if they're wrong; it's your fault.
There are things (a lot of things) that you don't even realize that you need. Things like a drying rack for dishes, a vacuum cleaner, actual dishes (not just the one plate, bowl, fork, and spoon you own), pillows, and you know... things to sit on.
So after getting the wrong sized UHAUL, then getting the right sized UHAUL, then realizing that I have too much crap for the right sized UHAUL... a short stop in Ames, I finally made it to St. Paul. Considering the fact that I almost turned around and went home twice, had a slight nervous break-down in my kitchen, and had to call on the auxiliary driver to take over for me on Thursday because I couldn't concentrate on driving... I would consider the fact that I'm in my room typing this, and there's furniture in all rooms and food in the fridge a success. In fact, aside from the boxes of clothes that still inhabit my "livingroom", it actually looks like someone could live here.