A Side Note on Packing, Unpacking, and Auctions

I need to pack up more stuff here at home before I can move anything else over there. Still only have two rooms worth of shelves and closets to fill because the other rooms are still being deep cleaned, and the carpets still aren't ready for furniture to be moved in. (Vacuuming has started, but may be redone several times.) But this is a good time to talk about part of the packing/unpacking problem.

We have a lot of stuff. Random stuff. Small stuff. Stuff we probably don't even need, but I hang onto anyway because I haven't had time (or energy or patience or the right frame of mind) to sort it. When we've moved in the past, it's just stayed in boxes or been piled up somewhere (often on or under chairs and tables). I'm hoping to have a fresh new start in this new place that has a magical number of closets and cabinets.



But.... There's a small problem. I have all of the auction stuff to go through, and my furniture is being added to much of the existing furniture over there that we were able to keep. The auction was overwhelming, and because I didn't have any say in what was there or how it was organized, I had to buy lots of random things to get some specific things. Even so, I still didn't get everything I really wanted, because I was outbid or never even saw it that day. And nursing caused me to leave the room at one point during the auction, we didn't have enough people to help pack stuff so I didn't have any help with bidding from Adam who was frantically boxing three people's worth of purchases, and it was hard to make so many permanent decisions in such a short time. So....... Lots of boxes. Lots of piles. Lots to figure out.

To help a little, I'm going back to my college dorm strategy. I have scaled maps of each room and little scaled furniture pieces I'm using to try and place everything. It isn't done yet, and hopefully Mom won't get things totally vacuumed anytime soon, so we won't have to deal with the I'm-not-ready-yet conversation. But, like, half of it has a place on the diagrams. Maybe 2/3. Dad and I are also going to have to go through boxes together soon. Our stuff all got mixed together and we agreed to split some of the things we bought, so we'll have to decide what stays in the house and what goes to Dad's house. It'll be fun to go through the boxes, and sad, but that's just part of this whole auction aftermath disaster thing. A piece of me is missing because of the auction, and it's taking time to get used to that. But a bigger piece would be missing without the house, so it's a trade off.

Luckily, I won't have time to think about that once I'm knee deep in hand painted china, glass birds, and decades worth of Christmas decorations. And once we find that Xpress Ready Set Go, I'll even have easy to make cookiezzas.

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