Moving Lessons February 13, 2009
Posted by Emily in : Daily Life, Family, Utah , 6commentsMy legs hurt. My feet hurt. My brain hurts. I’m hungry too.
A big snow storm is hitting the entire state of Utah tonight. David decided to get out of the state this evening to avoid driving to Texas in bad weather tomorrow. (He is en-route to Kansas by way of Texas to get our stuff out of storage.)
That is awesome and all, but nothing makes me run around like a chicken with its head cut off like a moved up deadline.
It seems I suffer from selective memory, and right before every major move, I am reminded of a few minor moving lessons:
- You always need one more box than you have
- Regardless of how much crap you get rid of, you still have too much stuff
- You always need more packing tape
- It is inevitable, you will run to Walmart more than once for supplies
- Your kids will unpack your stuff
- Your kids only want to play with recently packed toys
- The last 10% of packing takes 90% of the total time you spent packing
- You will leave something behind
- You probably won’t eat (’cause your runnin’ behind schedule and this is why I am STARVING)
- Everyone you know will call to wish you well and secretly, you just don’t have time to chat
- Regardless of how fast you work, you will be behind schedule
My kids are finally settled into their new beds at my parent’s house. We will stay here for a few days, then I will brave the friendly skies and the three of us will fly to Kansas City next week. (And we’ll meet David there who will have unpacked everything we own. I’m sure he will have every piece of furniture and trinket placed when we get there.
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That’s right, I will be flying to Kansas with two children in tow, 31 months and younger, all by myself.
I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared for this!




