Once upon a time, I went to college. It was a good school and I enjoyed my time there. The worst part about school was knowing what to do with all my stuff in between semesters. Granted, there wasn't much of a problem during the Fall and Spring semesters as I never needed to move and the break was only a month long, but over the summer I would have to pack up all my stuff to put in storage. And putting it into storage was never easy. I would have to dig around to find boxes to use as storage containers, pack all my stuff and then try and figure out where to put all those blasted storage containers. In the end, I would take it up to my parent's house 75 miles away where we would dump it all in the storage shed or in the garage for the next few months. Sure, I'd pull my clothes out of the storage boxes so that I could wear the cute stuff, but other than that, they just sat there, collecting dust for a couple of months.
One break we got smart, though. I was rooming with a couple of girls and we decided that since we would be together the following year, we would just rent a mini storage unit for the summer. I was in charge of the payments, which ended up being fine, if I remember correctly. It wasn't very expensive so we just each paid for a month up front and then I would pay the company as time went on.
Now I'm an adult and it's not as cool to have a bunch of my stuff sitting at my parents house in storage. I still do, though. Tucker, GA is a long drive from here....
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