Can't stand monotony...

While sitting here thinking of things I can do while Shane is sleeping during the day, especially on the weekends, I have come to the conclusion that somewhere along the line of my life I formed a constant need for change and I seem to thrive with that change. Evolving over time, I guess it began when I was younger. I moved twelve times before I graduated high school so some major changes were spawned by that. But I think most of the need was self induced. When I was younger my two sisters, brother, and I would frequently switch bedrooms. We would typically do it on a Sunday and we would each pack up all of our stuff and move to a new room in the house, or the two that sharing would switch and share with someone else for awhile. It happened at least once in every house we lived in. Sorry Shane, but this is probably the culprit when it comes to my need to rearrange the furniture. (This drive's him bonkers, because I do it so often and will probably do it again soon while he is sleeping) We have lived in our current apartment now for nine months and I have changed my living room four times and my bedroom three. I guess I'm obsessed. Another problem I face is change to myself. For those of you who knew me in high school I had two or three different hair colors and or styles every couple of months. If I had bad day, that's okay, I would dye or cut my hair. It was a way of reinventing "me" to feel better. I had curly hair, long hair, short hair, dark hair, light hair, and even orange hair (this was not a good color for me). I had it all and sometimes it got pretty ugly. Shane has pretty much put a stop to that because he likes my brown hair and wants to see it long at least one before he dies, (I'm still not quite there). I think the moving trend also followed Shane and I. We have lived in four houses in less than three years. Not just different houses, but different states. I think my biggest self induced need for change come from pure boredom in jobs. I have done everything from being a custodian at BYU-I, a security guard for Boise's capital complex, worked in a dry cleaners, have done countless retail stores ranging from Kmart to Mervyn's, craft stores, (those were dangerous), and recently the automotive business. I love my job currently and have been lucky enough to find cures for the boredom so I may have just put a stop to this one for now. Luckily my need to find change is usually an easy fix, and at the end of the day, I feel like a whole new me.