Packing
I'm still packing.
One of my friends calls me nearly everyday and asks, "What are you doing?" When I reply, "Packing" she's stunned and confused and even asked, "Why?" Tomorrow when she calls I think I might say, "Oh, you know the same ol' same ol'.....PACKING DAMMIT, why don't you stop calling and get yo' butt over here and help me!"
I do have one friend that can't stop helping me. She even bought me a new mop and demonstrated how to use it on my kitchen floor. I told her I didn't quite understand how it works and asked if she could come back tomorrow and show me again. You know what? I think she probably will, she's very sweet....and gullible, I think I might find a box to pack her in tomorrow while she's mopping.
It's not easy finding boxes to fit all the stuff, but Wal-Mart has come through for me. Although, I'm having a bit of trouble stomaching that some of my kitchen items are packed in a large Depends box. I know, I know, it's not like my plates are wearing used Depends, it's just...just...just kitchen plates and Depends don't belong that close together.
I have decided one thing through this whole process. I will do everything in my power never to move again. NEVER. I can't believe how much work it takes to move my family. It wouldn't be so bad if we were moving across town and could make multiple trips if everything didn't fit in the first truck. But when all the crap I own has to fit in a 26' truck and I only get one shot to fit it all in, well, I have found myself repacking the contents of an entire box to make one more thing fit in it. It's all about space efficiency.
And during this whole process life keeps going. Everybody keeps doing what they always do and they have no consideration for me wanting to tell my friend, "I'm done packing!" I still have to do all the school stuff, house work, feed the kids, blah, blah, blah. I would very much like everyone to freeze for a few days so I can get this house packing finished once and for all. No more eating, no more getting toys out, no more laundry, no more messing up the bathroom. Just stop! You know what the ridiculous part of this is? Next week I'll be whining about the unpacking!
6 comments:
i now officially feel like a whiny little punk for moaning and groaning about packing and moving 20 minutes away. i bow to you, o packing goddess.
My only packing suggestions...
1. Get a BIG box of contractor garbage bags (super heavy duty) at Home Depot. Dump your clothes in them. Done.
2. Pack a box or duffle bag that goes IN YOUR CAR that has 1 set of sheets for each bed, 2 pair of underwear & socks for everyone. A few random t-shirts that anyone can throw on (suggest hubbies). A package of paper plates & paper cups. One roll of papertowels, 2 rolls toilet paper and 2 bars of soap. This is the FIRST box you open when you get there. If you've got room, toss a box of granola bars in there too.
Good luck!
Upstate - you are a packing genius. You must add it to your list of skills.
Upstate- get over here and help me!
BTW, my girlfriend already called today and asked what I was doing and then said, "Okay, is there anything I can do to help?" She must have started reading my blog.
I wish I lived nearby but to be honest I wouldn't be much help. I'm more of the mind set that throwing it out is easier then packing it. And Upstate, your ideas are the best! Good luck and keep us posted.
jean
thumbtacks & sheets make nice curtains and are socially acceptable for the first 30 days in a new home.
LMAO ROTF
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