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By this time next week, I'll have moved all (or most) of my belongings from the current two-bedroom apartment I share with a roommate to a studio that I'll be living in by myself. I was off work last week, so I spent a chunk of that time doing the required organizing and packing-up of my belongings.
While the act of moving isn't high on my list of fun things to do, I actually do enjoy going through my things and deciding what needs to stay and what can go. I've been packing paper grocery bags with all the random items I've deemed unnecessary -- I'm up to six bags at this point filled with things that I need to give away. Clothes, shoes, spice rack, cordless telephone, plastic water bottles, and oh, so much more.
When Friday rolled around and I realized that I'd been spending more time organizing than packing, I turned on some music and started pulling out the boxes I'd saved. It was time to get serious. I have to go back to work next week and after that I'll only have time to pack in the evenings -- and next Saturday, moving day, will be here before I know it. I spent about six hours packing on Friday, with only a few short breaks to eat a snack or check my email. It took me longer than I expected to pack up the kitchen, linen closet, and most of the things from my bedroom. It was tiring, but very productive.
My mom, stepdad, and my two brothers (ages 17 and 21) are driving up from Richmond to help me move, and I also recruited a male friend who lives in the area because I needed another pair of strong arms. (My stepdad fell and hurt his ribcage a few weeks ago, so he let me know in advance that he wouldn't be able to carry anything heavy.) I'll let my friend and the older of my two brothers lift the living room furniture and massive bedroom dresser, which means the smaller furniture, boxes, and other random things should go quickly.
Next week at this time, I'll be moved in and surrounded by boxes. I'll be deciding where things should go and what I still need to purchase (there are some things that I definitely need, like a TV stand and coffee table, but I'm not in a rush to get them before I move and I kind of want to see how everything looks in the space first).
To me, the biggest pain involved with moving is taking care of the details I'd rather not have to bother with. Like dropping off the things I don't want anymore at Goodwill. Reserving a moving truck. Making sure I can use the apartment's freight elevator at a certain time.
I just keep telling myself that these are small inconveniences, and indeed, as I check them off they don't seem so bad. After all, I know the trouble will be worth it.
Related Reading:
Just Fine Just Dandy is moving in a few weeks. She asks, "Do you look around and think, 'Oh, this won't be too bad. I don't have that many things to pack up.' Then come moving day and the stuff to pack seems never ending?" (My answer: yes, that's exactly what happened to me.)
Whether you have a lot of stuff or not very much at all, packing is still a pain. Musings From a Brooklyn Native is going from Vienna to New York to Geneva, but luckily she only has a few suitcases and duffle bags to worry about.
Knot Watt Ewe Think had a lot of crafty materials to go through when she moved back in October.
(Contributing editor Zandria blogs at Zandria.us.)
