The move went fairly well, though it took longer than any move I’ve experienced thus far. We’re nearly unpacked, and mostly settled in. Before I can completely relax, however, I must now pack up my entire apartment. As of June 1st, the Fortress is officially a memory.
I love the new house. After a week of fairly intense anxiety (on my part, I hate living in chaos) I’m now able to relax and enjoy the space. It looks like next week I can even return to my writing, if I come up with a smooth packing/work plan. I have to say though, I am least looking forward to packing up my stuff.
I intend to purge a lot. There is so much in that apartment that is now rendered useless, and so many things that I haven’t thought about in these many months of living somewhere else. It may be a bit epic, and time is running out. I’ve got furniture to clear out too, which is always a hassle. June will be welcome, when all of this upheaval is complete.
There is so much good right now – a bigger bed, a home that feels just as much mine as it is all of ours, a happier place with lots more space for our family. I’m really happy, and am trying hard to focus on the good rather than let my obsessive need for order get the best of me. My ability to go with the flow seems to diminish in the face of age. I remember not long ago living in construction dust, sleeping on an air mattress, and using my aunt’s toilet across the street. I suppose the difference now is that there are four other people who are subject to my anxiety, and who add to the overall cacophony of moving and unpacking.
Therapy is amazing. If you’ve ever thought for ten seconds that maybe you can benefit from it, I would encourage you to try it. Honestly, it’s the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. I so, so enjoy the process, and I can actually see the change taking effect in my own world.
I’m itchy to get back to writing. The move has really put a damper on my ability to write, and with the book sitting half done, I’m trying to pencil in time to get back to it.
Now, I’ll head off to the Fortress in search of the perfect costume for Charity Dawn to appear in at a bachelor party this weekend. Tonight is choir practice. We’re learning “Don’t Stop Believing” which we’ll perform at a variety show for Gay Pride, at an event at Buddies in Bad Times, hosted by Scott Thompson. Life is never boring, and for that I’m eternally grateful.
Schnoo’s Tips for a Successful Move:
* Choose boxes that are medium-sized, and only fill large boxes with light weight items
* Colour – code each room at the new place and label the boxes with the appropriate colours
* Create a floorplan of the new place with the colour code key for the movers, even though they will laugh at you.
* Categorize each box from 1 to 3 in order of unpacking priority
* Write a basic inventory on each box
* Purge, purge, purge
* Have cold drinks on hand for the movers
* Ship the children off to a loving grandparent for the moving weekend
* Unpack the kids’ room as soon as possible, prior to their return from weekend get-away
* Pack snacks and drinks for moving day. Have a take-out place on standby. Have cold drinks for the movers, particularly if one is a diabetic Newfie.
* Keep aside bedding and towels for the first night, as well as a week’s supply of clothes
* Keep your sense of humour, take breaks, keep smiling
This whole post made me smile so much. I am so happy for and so proud of you. You sound like you’re bursting with joy! I love it.
Those are excellent tips and I have saved them for my move in July. ‘Tis the season for change.
Caryn, that’s great! Where are you moving to?
Change is good, so long as we remember to go easy on ourselves and realize that nothing is perfect.
Best of luck in your new home.