27 Days of Moving

I saved this as a draft with the intent to add pictures. This will not happen for the next few days. So I’m just going to post it rather than hang on to it. It would be horribly long if I were to do that.

The main move is going to be May 15th. Sunday evening. After 6:30 PM. Rather late but that is when the big strong male with pick-up truck will be available.

In the mean time, I took all my Friday’s off for moving. Last Friday started out good and ended behind. I had planned out three trips and the first trip was right on track. The second trip took twice as long. At that point I was so exhausted and tired and sore and hungry that I wasn’t worrying about the third trip. I felt quite brain dead and zombiefied.

Saturday was difficult because I was still exhausted and sore and hungry. (I was so tired Friday night I forgot to eat dinner. Hot bath and going to bed early took top billing) The result was that I got in one trip. I was also still so tired that I didn’t get around to packing that evening either. The result was that I only had one trip worth of stuff for Sunday. I still felt rather like the walking dead.

Sunday I felt much recovered. I didn’t have enough for two trips so I didn’t rush in the morning. I got my car loaded and went over with an overnight bag with a change of clothing and bathroom stuff. After unloading I took a long hot soak and got ready for Easter dinner. The water gets VERY hot. A big improvement over the current apartment. But I discovered that the bathroom door is out of alignment so I can’t get it to stay shut and lock.

My roommate and I work at the same place but in different departments. We went to dinner at the Office Manager’s home. It was a nice time and good food. We left much later than I expected. By the time I picked up my car and got back to my place it was 8:00 in the evening. I was ready to go to bed. Totally crash. Much to my amazement, I had a great deal of trouble falling asleep. I was still rather sore and it kept me up late.

Monday was a crazy day at work. But the evening turned out really productive. I packed up a carload worth of boxes and got in a couple of hours of stitching. Due to the pouring rain, there wasn’t a lot of people in the Old Market so I was able to park fairly close to the apartment and unload my car full of empty boxes. I was able to sleep very well and got up in time to pack up another car load.

Tonight I’ll get that dropped off and I made up a new schedule. The frustrating part of all this moving is that now my place looks like a big disaster. I’ve gotten a lot moved but the mess of everything else and the mess of empty boxes makes it feel like I’m farther and farther behind. The more I pack the more I have left to pack. Shouldn’t it be diminishing?

There is a small feeling of productivity. The bathroom is almost empty. It is the only place where I feel like I made progress. Not even the mostly empty bookcases make me feel accomplished. With the books gone, I see all the odds and ends I’ve stuck on the shelves and never found specific places for them to live.

I thought that with all these weeks to do my moving that I would be able to sort through and weed stuff out. But panic set in and now I’m just packing up everything unless it is obvious that I don’t need it anymore. I’ll have to sort and weed out while I’m unpacking. That means I’ll end up moving extra stuff I didn’t need to move.

On the other hand, some of the tubs of really odd odds and ends and miscellaneous stuff are getting left until the end. Maybe I’ll get ahead enough so that I’ll have the time to see what really needs to be discarded rather than moved.

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