Monday, July 11, 2011

The fourteenth time's a charm....wait, that's not right.

After fourteen moves, you would think I would have packing down to an art.  But it seems that no matter how organized I am, no matter how soon I start, no matter how many boxes I have sealed and stacked, I realize the week before we're supposed to move that I haven't done nearly enough.  So to combat the stress I feel over getting everything boxed up and neatly stowed in a moving trailer, I start shoving our stuff into boxes with wild abandon, hardly noticing what ends up where, even though I know I'll cringe when I haul boxes into our new house that are labeled  "Really Random Stuff," and "To Be Organized VI."

I will be a happy lady when I can throw away all the boxes I've saved since we got married, (That's right.  I have them all!), and move into a house that I can believe will be our home for more than a few months to a year.


  1. That happened when we moved here! Shortly after we moved here, some friends were moving and I gave them all the boxes that I had. It felt GREAT to get rid of them - some had made 8+ moves with us. :-). There's a peaceful feeling when you know you don't have to move any time soon.

  2. I feel your pain! That sounds about right! And we are on move number...9! I really wish I was packing for our last move!!!!!!! :)