Get 'em up, move 'em out, Rawhide!
When we moved into our house over the summer, we had almost no time to pack and move and no space in which to put our stuff. Because so much work was still being done on the house, anything we moved in was subject to being moved out for a day when work progressed to this or that room. Given that we were combining households, that was a lot of stuff!
In the case of my flat in San Francisco, we had to move everything on schedule. Luckily, we had some leeway with Kathy's house, because she owned it. We moved what we needed, knowing we could get the rest. Which made it, out of necessity, a partially deferred moved. Anything that was a duplicate or a daily non-essential (like all my old photography equipment being stored in her garage) could wait until we had somewhere to move it to.
So, I conned Kathy into letting me handle this project. I just love sorting, organizing, designing, and all that. Seriously, I cannot watch a show on organizing without leaping up and looking for something to organize—it sets a fire in my blood! To some people, this kind of task would be pure punishment, but I was thrilled when she let me take the weekday shift for working on the house.
Toward that end, I've been spending my days sorting, organizing, cleaning and planning. I bring Kathy by "after hours" to make decisions on the things I've sorted. We're developing the "move to the house" piles, the donate piles, the e-waste piles…does this sound familiar? Well, at least now I know what to do with everything. Of course, everything I pack is sorted and labeled in the most anal-retentive fashion, but…well, it makes me happy. TRUST ME, we'll be grateful I did it this way in the end.
Similar yarns
- ‹ previous
- 19 of 409
- next ›
Technorati Tags:
Post new comment