Moving into your first apartment is a big step into the terrifying pool of adulthood. With apartments come utility bills, setting up your own internet, limitations on what pets you can have, and having no choice but to make your own maintenance calls.

This week, I made the transition into my own First Place, and here is my thought process from start to finish:

1. "Aw, yeah! Applying for my first apartment!"

2. "It's now Wednesday and they said they would call Monday.... Did I not get it?!"

3. "Yay—it's mine!!"

4. "Time to pack ALL THE THINGS!"

5. "Wait.... Have I always owned this much stuff?"

6. "Seriously.... WHY DO I OWN THIS MUCH STUFF?!"

7. "You know what—I'm just gonna get rid of some of this junk."

8. "All right, it's moving day!"

9. "HOW IS THERE STILL SO MUCH STUFF??"

10. "I'll never finish unpacking all of this."

11. "It's so quiet in here all by myself.... What am I supposed to do?"

12. "But wait.... All of this is MINE."

Now, you just settle in, unpack as much as you can (possibly with a bottle of wine, because it would take the patience of a Saint to unpack all of that by yourself without one) and get ready for the excitement of adulthood to begin!