A couple of weeks ago, my boyfriend and I moved from a two-bedroom apartment in West Hollywood to a loft in Venice, California. While we were equally euphoric about the move, I learned how differently men think of moving than women do, or at least how this one man (my boyfriend, who will be called C. for the rest of this article) thought of moving compared to how I did. Granted, we were not moving in together for the first time. And neither of us was new to moving—C. hails from London, and I, a San Francisco native, went back East for college before moving to Los Angeles. But it was the first time the two of us had packed up and moved from one place to another together. And so the neurosis, packing rituals, and priorities of both parties were revealed for the first time. This is what I learned.
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