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6 Tips to Keep You Sane While Moving

It’s moving weekend! Finally here! I’m so excited for this new season to start. I also can’t wait to start unpacking because I WANT MY STUFF BACK!

As I’ve gone through this process, I began making a list of things I did that helped me stay sane during this whole process. I thought I’d put it here to help anyone who is in the process of moving or thinking about moving to a new home. I pray this is as helpful to you as it was to me.

Make a plan.

One of the worst things to do when moving is to do it all willy-nilly. The only way to keep stress levels low when moving to the new space is to make a plan and stick to it. If you’re a list maker, make a list. Buy a notebook and start writing out what your moving process will look like. Pinterest and the rest of the internet can provide you with any number of printables to help you get organized.

If you’re able, I highly recommend taking time off work before and after you move. Plan on taking the day before your scheduled move date and at least 3-4 days after. Speaking from experience, you’d be amazed at how much there is to do the day prior to your move. And taking a few days off after your move is essential to at least getting some stuff unpacked so you’re ready to go back to work. Also, give yourself time to sit back and enjoy your new home once all the hard work is done. After all, your new space is just that – new – and it will take some time for you to get to know it.

Purge as soon as you decide to move.

Before I get into this, let me let you know I’m really not the sentimental type. Both my girls are grown and anything of value has already been given to them. So I keep very, very little out of sentiment alone.

Let me also be blunt here: it’s dumb to move junk. I’ve done it before when I was married to someone who couldn’t let go of stuff and I vowed never to do it again once I got free from him. So before you do anything else, start going through stuff. Go through everything. Search through it all. Take it room by room. Spend a day in your basement or attic and touch everything. Then ask yourself these question – have I needed or wanted this at all in the last six months? In the last year? Is there some hugely significant sentimental value to keeping this? Is it holiday related and even if it is, is it time to let go of it in favor of something new and updated? If you’ve answered ‘no’ to most of these questions, chances are whatever it is can go into the donation pile or junk pile.

And for pity’s sake, do NOT hang onto anything “just in case you need it later on”. Chances are,  you’ll forget you even have it and buy something new or updated. Trust me on this one. When we were clearing out the house we shared with my mom, I found 4 glass coffee pots all belonging to coffee makers we no longer had. Mom kept them “just in case” we needed them. We never needed them!

Getting rid of stuff is a great way to start having a bird’s eye view on what exactly you’ll need to move which will help determine the amount of space you need in your new place.

So I urge you to purge, purge, purge!

Pack early and pack often.

The worst thing ever is to be unprepared the day of your move. Take it from one who knows. I’ve sorta “been there, done that”. Anytime I ever was completely prepared, not only did my move go well and take way less time than usual, but unpacking was easier . Organization is key and you won’t get that by packing at the last minute.

Every Pinterest post will tell you to start packing 2 months before your move. I recommend 3 months. Yes, it’s hard to live among boxes but again, the success of your move is dependent on your ability to be organized. So start with stuff you don’t use often. Seasonal clothing, shoes you don’t wear every day, special glassware and any dishes you don’t use on a daily basis can all be packed away. Empty out any storage and pack everything there.

Go room by room and pack what you don’t need three months out. Then go through each room again two months out and pack up some more. By the time you get to one month before your move, pack up everything except what you absolutely have to have out. Trust me, by the time it gets to your final week, packing will be a breeze! And if you’re in an apartment where you need to do some deep cleaning to get a deposit back, you’ll have time to do that.

Remember, it’s hard to pack stuff up because it feels like it’s going to be packed away forever. It’s not. It’s just for a short time.

Meal plan like your life depended on it.

The last time I moved four years ago, I wasted a LOT of money. We ate out way more than we should have in the two weeks leading up to the move and the week after the move. By the time we were all settled in, I felt so sick and tired. My body craved water and vegetables and I struggled with low energy levels. It was really unnecessary.

This time, I decided to be meticulous with my meal planning. Trying to figure out what’s for dinner each night is stressful enough when you’re not moving. But during a huge change like this, it’s easy to develop some bad habits that can cost you your health in addition to a lot of money.

I’m a meal-planner by nature so this wasn’t really new to me. What was new was taking a mental inventory of everything in my pantry and freezer and trying to find meals geared towards using up those supplies. I used a journal I found on Amazon (or any notebook will do) and wrote out what we were going to be eating two weeks prior to our move date. I stayed focused on what I already had so we didn’t need to spend hardly any money on groceries. We planned, on purpose, to eat out our last night here with the intention of packing up the remainder of the kitchen.

So now, not only have we not spent a lot on groceries but we’re also not moving a ton of food to the new house. Win and win.

Hire movers!

Why is there an exclamation point on this point? Because it’s so important. I know movers are expensive. VERY expensive. But I’ve been in situations where well-meaning people told me they would help me move and then didn’t show up. When I moved out of my mom’s house, I had about 5 people who didn’t show up and it made a huge difference in amount of time, effort, and stress. Family tends to get older as the years go on and soon, there just isn’t anyone young enough or able enough to help with something like this.

The last time I moved, I did hire someone. One someone with his son which meant I was paying for movers but I also was moving, lifting boxes, furniture and the like in addition to renting the truck and all. It was still very stressful. Much more than it needed to be. And that wasn’t their fault. They worked very hard. But two people who are not professional movers and who do not have all the equipment necessary are still different than hiring a reputable company.

Here’s what hiring a reputable company looks like. My sister moved into our house a month ago. Five strong guys showed up with all sorts of equipment to help them move stuff. They told my sister to sit down and relax which is exactly what she did. Within a few short hours, the truck was completely loaded! We were able to do some last minute clean up and then she was done in her old home. Once they arrived at the new house, again, they told my sister to sit down and just direct. Which is exactly what she did.

Do you know what this does? It leaves all sorts of energy to start unpacking. It gives peace of mind. It allows for this huge change to be made a little easier. It turns the mountain of moving into a molehill.

If you have people you can rely on to help – REALLY HELP – then by all means. But if there’s even a hint of a doubt they’ll be there for you, do yourself a favor and hire some professional movers. You’ll thank yourself in the long run.

Also, don’t forget to tip well if they’ve done a good job. 😊

Leave out something fun to help pass the time.

Moving is stressful!! Change can be hard. You may find yourself running the gamut of emotions including excitement, sadness, joy and maybe even some grief. Moving to a new home is wonderful but there’s a lot of moving pieces that disrupt your daily life. So my last tip is to make sure not to pack the one thing that calms you.

For me, crochet and embroidery are my therapy. I left out one crochet project to work on up to the last week. I also borrowed some e-books from the library and treated myself to a new Apple iPad – all creative outlets for me. Like anything else, I planned to make sure I had something to distract me from the chaos going on around me. If crafting isn’t your thing, plan a mani/pedi, or a night out with some friends. Take some extra long walks around your neighborhood and say goodbye to it. Get a great haircut! (I did that, too!)

Anything you do for yourself during this time is so very important.

Well, it’s that time. Time to pack up my laptop. Tomorrow is moving day! I’ll see you all from my new home! I hope these tips help you and if you’re in the process of moving, “may the odds be ever in your favor”.

Photo by Michal Balog on Unsplash

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Move With Me: 3 Weeks to Go

I’m in that place where I’m so excited to move and yet, all I want is for it all to be over. All the work. All the changes. All the stress. All the anxiety. I’m just so ready to be done!

Haha! There’s some whining for you on this rainy Tuesday!

Honestly, what I’m experiencing is a temporary loss of peace. There’s not one room in my apartment that’s not in an upheaval. There’s boxes everywhere. Every room is half or mostly packed and it’s hard to clean to my satisfaction.

When my home is in disarray, I don’t have peace.

However, my new home is also in some disarray. The new carpeting is going in this week. And the contractor has started work on the bedrooms in the lower level of the house where Shelby and I will be. Here’s a sneak peak!

If I were there right now, I’d write 1 Samuel 25:6 on that wood.

Peace and prosperity to you, your family and everything you own.”

We bought ceiling fans over the weekend. It’s been at least 26 years since I had a ceiling fan in my bedroom and it’s been on my wish list for ages. And now, I’ll have it so yay me!

We also chose paint colors. Not gonna lie – I went back and forth on that. I really love the shabby chic look. All pink and pretty and girly. In my last house, I had a beach theme, which I love but since I’ve done it before, I wanted something different.

So after much Pinterest searching, I narrowed by colors down to light sky blue, a mild sage green, a whisper of pink and a buttery yellow. I also considered white however, I’ve had white walls in one form or another these last several years of apartment living. Either off-white (the kind all apartments have) or a grey – a dark, dingy, muted, overused grey. I wanted color! Something light, bright and cheerful. It is, for all intents and purposes, a basement bedroom.

I settled for a delicate yellow. It’s a lovely pop of color, just this side of bold, that instantly brought a smile to my face and joy to my heart. (Color can do that.)

It also reminded me of my mother and her bright, cheerful yellow room.

I have a small egress window that doesn’t open. Again, I went to Pinterest for inspiration and found something lovely and unique. I won’t talk about it here but I will definitely post pictures once it’s all done.

Other things have also fallen into place. We’ve hired our movers, submitted address changes as well as our second notice to the apartment management. Shelby will be ordering a new bed for herself this Saturday.

I’m also ready for a different view and some privacy. I’m over this current view.

Twenty-five days to go and counting!

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Move with Me: 5 Weeks to Go

Annoyance. I love my current home but little things I once found so endearing are starting to annoy me.

Like every time someone goes out the side door and lets it slam shut rattling my patio windows.

Like listening to those stupid geese each night.

Like listening to my neighbors talk on their cell phone loudly in the courtyard at midnight.

Like finding other people’s underwear in my laundry.

Like paying $2 to wash one load of laundry and $1.75 to dry it.

Like walking from the parking lot, which is located at the opposite end of where my unit is, just to get into my own home.

Like people not picking up after their dogs.

All the things I won’t deal with in my new home. Of course, being a homeowner brings its own set of challenges. I’m ready to face those because I won’t be doing it alone. It’s a comfort to me not to be the sole “adult” in my living situation. I haven’t had that since my mom died.

Any-to-the-who….I’ve regained my sense of organization where this move is concerned. The office is now completely packed, except for essentials so now, all boxes can go in there. I may move my desk into my bedroom to completely clear out the office.

I’ve also started the “things to move by hand” box. Anything delicate goes in there. My bedroom closet and the office closet is all cleared out and packed also. I like being able to look around and know there’s nothing hiding away waiting to be boxed up.

Shelby and I also took the kids (aka Percy, the dog, and Natasha, the cat) to the vet to ensure they were all up to date on their vaccinations. Not only for their continued good health but also because we’ve booked their overnight stays in a pet hotel for the move weekend. Percy would only bark his fool head off and Natasha would hide where we wouldn’t be able to find her. I have to say I’m still nervous about this as this will be the first time I’d be leaving Percy overnight with someone I didn’t know. But the reviews are excellent and it gives me peace of mind not to have them underfoot.

As excited as I am, however, I’m also taking the time to slow down a little. With 5 weeks to go and 60% of the apartment packed up, I can afford this. My walks with Percy are longer now that the weather is nicer. I’m noticing the buds on the trees. There’s a pink tulip bud about to open in the tulip bed in front of my building. I’ve noticed more growth on Grandmother Willow and the grass is started to get greener (well, what’s not covered in goose poop, that is).

The weather is typical Spring Midwest weather. The kind where you need hat, scarf and gloves in the morning and shorts and a tank top in the afternoon. We’ve already had temperatures up to 75 degrees accompanied by storms. And this weekend, they’re calling for 1-3 inches of snow. Very typical weather.

Each year since Mom passed has brought some huge change of one kind or another. And it’s all been good. I’m really looking forward to this one!

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Move With Me: 6 Weeks to Go

Six weeks to go.

All the lasts are starting. Last time I’ll see the lake transition from winter to spring. Last time I’ll see baby geese toddling around (even though I hate geese). Last time I’ll see Grandmother Willow sprout her buds. Last time I’ll witness the emergence of tulips as they line the pathway to my building.

I was reminded again not to rush to the end of this season. One year ago yesterday, my baby girl moved out. Earlier this year, I started a new position at work. So many blessings. I don’t want to miss even the little ones I know are still coming as these last 46 days start to wind down.

The apartment is in disarray. My organizational system has broken down somewhat and I have stuff from every room packed away. All the wall hangings are down. The curtains, with the exception of some sheers for privacy (my apartment faces another building so there’s no privacy at all!) are all down. It’s looking less and less like a home each day and I’m starting to feel a little sad.

I realize, with this move, comes the end of my independence. These last five years have been the only time I’ve ever had my very own place. Maybe I’m being repetitive but then it bears repeating. I’ve gone from living with my family to being married and living with my husband (no place with him ever felt like home to me) to living with my mom. These last two apartments were the first I ever chose, decorated, etc, all on my own. I’m proud of myself.

But all good things must come to an end and I’m so glad this great season is giving way to an even better one. I can’t wait to feel more like part of a household again. To have people to talk to, cook with, dream with….I’ve missed that since Mom passed. Not that I haven’t been able to do that with my girls – I have done all this with my girls however, it’s different when there’s a generational difference.

I feel like I’m saying this all wrong but I’m sure someone out there understands what I mean. Haha!

So, I’ll reconstruct my organizational system and get back to packing, ever so grateful for God and His goodness and all  He’s done in my life and all He’s about to do.

As my pastor is fond of saying – my story doesn’t end here.

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Move With Me: 7 Weeks to Go

While my closing date is 3/22, my moving date will be slightly delayed. My two sisters will move into the house immediately after closing but we need extra bedrooms for Shelby and myself to be constructed in the lower level of the house. Plus, we need to live out our lease here in our current apartment.

Nevertheless, the packing has begun!

We’re seven weeks out from our tentative moving date of 4/27. This date is special because on 4/27/18, I lost my mother unexpectedly. This year will be the 6th anniversary. Typically, my sister, Kathleen, and I would go to her grave with some water and paper towels. We’d clean off her gravestone and then pull any weeds surrounding it. Just make it nice and pretty.

I wanted to remember this day with joy instead of only sadness and grief so we’re going to have a new beginning of a different kind – a joyful kind.

At this point, the purging is almost complete. That’s step one in this long process that will most likely go by much quicker that it will feel. I really do not want to pack stuff that I will then unpack only to donate.

If it doesn’t bring me joy now, out it goes!

I did most of the kitchen last week. I have no clue why we ever owned so many coffee mugs! Shelby doesn’t drink hot drinks at all and Emilie only drank tea on occasion. Yet, we gave away about 20 coffee mugs! I also gave away two stacks of small dessert dishes and a set of pudding bowls.

I also did a purge of my books. What I didn’t want went to Half Price Books. I made $39 dollars, which I used to treat Shelby and I to some dinner and Dairy Queen. But my books are packed along with my Build-A-Bears.

Yes, I collect them. They’re adorable and it’s the of the few things I can share with Shelby.

So once the purging is complete, the goal is go through each room and pack what I don’t need to see or use for the next 7 weeks. And that’s the challenge. There’s something inside of us that feels a little panic-y when we put something in a box and seal it all up. I have to remind myself that I WILL see it again.

Weird!

Purging is hard, however, even for someone as non-sentimental as me! After so many moves in my life, I’ve learned the value of letting go of stuff while holding onto the memory or the feeling it gave me.

My mother also helped. By the time she passed, we had a whole basement full of stuff she wanted to keep “just in case” up to and including information from houses sold long ago. Boxes of paperwork from a business she hadn’t had in years and years….so much stuff! In the midst of loss, it’s overwhelming to have to go through that much stuff. So I’ve learned to make memories. And crochet a blanket or two to wrap those memories up in.

I did pack 90% of my yarn!! We’ll see how that goes. The real test will be not buying more yarn these next 7 weeks.

Decisions, decisions!