Monday, June 29, 2015

Moving

Six months ago we moved from this:



To this:




If you can't tell from my exquisite drawing, that is a fifth wheel RV.  I actually wrote this post right after I moved...but it's taken me a while to get back in the swing of drawing again.

It was a long process to make the decision to make this move.  If you care about the decision making you can read my other blog http://incredibleshrinkinghouse.blogspot.com/2014/09/where-journey-begins.html.  If you don't care...keep reading...it's all good.

In my mind this move was going to be easy.  We had planned to take the stuff we wanted and leave the rest in the house.  We had hired an estate sale service to take care of disposing our stuff for the most money possible.


I figured we could take over a few boxes, unpack them, then get a few more boxes.  This way it wouldn't crazy and out of control in such a small space.



That would have worked perfectly if I had plenty of time and no one needed to eat, go to school or have their clothes washed during the process.  (Seriously, when one is moving things should not have to get cleaned or fed.)


My reality was that we had little time, had to get kids to school, people kept wanting meals and so everything kinda got dumped.



Plus just taking what you want out of a house is much harder than it sounds.  You have to make so many choices.  Unlike regular moving where you intend to sort things, but you end up just throwing it all in boxes and taking it with you.

The first morning after we moved in, I had to get kids off to school.  What was I thinking?  Moving should always be done in summer when kids can stay in the same clothes for a week and no one notices if they don't get out of bed.  Trying to make lunches, find clothes and homework all in the chaos of having just moved in was insane.



In my head it had sounded like a good idea because I would have the day to myself to get unpacked.  My reality was that I never even went back to the new place after dropping off the kids because I had to unpack my new office (oh yeah...I moved that at the same time.)

But now we are settled in and mostly unpacked.  (Yes, even though we have been here 6 months I have boxes in my van that I haven't dealt with yet....shhhhh don't tell anyone.)  My stress level has come down to tolerable and we are enjoying life again.  And I have the knowledge that my next move will be super easy and stress free.  (I think moving is like childbirth...we forget how bad it was soon after it's all over.)