In less than 2 months now, the Tim clan will depart Lakeshore for the wild, wild west. Okay, so it isn’t actually the wild, wild west – it’s more the flat, flat west, but you get the idea. This will be the 23rd move that I will have made in my life. Yes…you read that correctly…the twenty-third move.
I don’t want to brag but Sam and I are rock-stars at packing. If there was an award for most ninja like packers, we would be shoo-ins. We can literally take a ‘normal’ house and transform it into box city within a day. Some people pack 1 or 2 boxes and then call it a day. Not us. When we pack, we do it with a capital ‘P’. It is not unheard of for us to pack 15 to 20 boxes in one marathon session.
Packing isn’t fun. It isn’t. Moving, in general, isn’t fun. However, just like Mary Poppins says: “i”. I have learned ways to make the task less onerous. Music helps A LOT. Having a sense of humour also goes a long way. … along with a healthy dose of band aids to cover over any cardboard cuts (cardboard cuts are a billion times worse than paper cuts – I speak from experience on this one!)Throughout our various moves, I have discovered some rather disturbing trends that I hope to change this time around (fingers crossed!):
- Every time we begin the packing process, I promise myself that under absolutely no
circumstances will I resort to packing the ubiquitous ‘misc.’ box. I carefully remind myself of the myriad of reasons why this always turns out very, very badly. However, I must hang my head in shame and admit that, without fail, every single move that I have made has included this box of shame. But, here’s hoping that this time I can buck the trend!
- Our storage room is full of boxes that have never been fully unpacked in the 2 years we have been here. Truthfully, I think some of them might actually have had their origins in our move from Vancouver, 5 years ago. Yes, that is sad. The truth is that I can be a bit of a packrat. I have a hard time letting go of stuff because (you never know!) maybe I might need those things someday! It never fails – I donate or throw something out and within 2 or 3 months I need that exact item! However, I am beginning to realize that maybe I don’t need to hold onto electrical wires that belong to computers that I don’t think we even have anymore. Reduce, reuse and recycle right?
- Sam and I always promise ourselves that this time, we won’t stay up until the wee hours of the morning getting the last of the packing down before the movers arrive. We’ve gone through 7 moves (this will be our 8th) and, well…we have never gone to sleep before 3 am the night (or rather, the morning!) before the moving truck arrives. Why is it that 95% of the packing seems to go easy and the last 5% (the part that you have to leave until the last minute) always takes 20x as long? Thinking this one over reminds me of the tag line for the TV show “Unsolved Mysteries”: “perhaps you too can help solve a mystery…” Maybe someday,
somewhere (over the rainbow?) I will figure out how to speed up the packing of that last 5%…
However, one trend that I have found that is a pretty awesome is that no matter what city I live in, my eternal postal code never changes. They say ‘home is where the heart is’ and since God has my heart – Heaven is my ultimate home! What’s yours?
‘Rightenant’ Mary Tim