I must start by saying that I really hate moving, I know hate it such a harsh word, but I have to use it in this instance. The little man will tell you that you are not allowed to hate anything, you just don’t like it very much.
I thought that I didn’t really mind moving, but last week I changed my mind. Actually I think the part that I really don’t is the packing up part, but I don’t mind the unpacking part.
I have had fun moving things around and finding new homes for all our bits and pieces, this is not an easy task when there is NO room to put all the bits and pieces. I have had to be very ruthless this move, but I have actually enjoyed it to a certain extent, I have thrown things out that I haven’t used for years but just seem to keep moving. Why is that we do that? some things have a sentimental attachment but a lot of it you think you will need it at a later date, so you have to keep it for some reason, well not this time.
Finally we have finished moving and now we are just concentrating on the unpacking. This takes time, certainly when you have two small people that like to “help”, but I am slowly getting there. I have had fun shopping for storage solutions to fill the small spaces, without making the house look over crowded. I will share in due course, I have to make it look tidy before displaying to the world.
I won’t mention that I still have two, yes two, storage units full of furniture and boxes that I don’t really know what to do with. As we are paying for this storage, I have set a task for myself. Every time I drive past the storage units I have to pick up one or two boxes to unpack. The furniture on the other hand I am going to try and sell or give to charity.
It is all work in progress. It has been a busy couple of weeks, and it was probably a blessing that I didn’t have the internet connected, or I probably would still be surrounded by boxes today. But I am back now and looking forward to a great 2010. I hope that you will join me.





February 3rd, 2010 at 2:37 am
I hate moving too! And I believe that “hate” is an accurate word to describe how I feel. After all the purging and organizing that I do before the move, I still find the oddest things when I get to the next house and wonder, “Really? Did I need to pack that?”
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