A Method to the Moving Madness: Part 1

I’ve moved a fair few times.  This upcoming move will bring the tally up to eleven… in thirteen years, I’d say that qualifies me for some “frequent mover” miles.

Although it’s been over 4 years since I moved into my current house, the method to the madness is all coming back to me.

First: books.  Why? Because I have a TON of them and they pack conveniently.  For your first hurrah, you need some instant gratification and nothing does that like empty bookshelves.

Second on the docket is decor items.  They are, afterall, fairly superfluous so you won’t be running around in the interim frantic that you packed something too early.  This does amp up the emotions a bit since you’ve pretty much stripped the place of your personality.  On the other hand, it does help you feel like you are getting somewhere because you can actually see the change.

Next up: closets. For me, this started in the office since this closet is the most jam-packed with stuff I won’t need in the foreseeable future.  

[Note: in this step, I always skip things that can easily be conveyed in my car directly into the new closet like clothes on hangers, extra linens and towels. It all ends up across the back seat or in trash bags. If it’s not an across-town move, I’d suggest holding out only the essentials and pack everything else: off-season clothes and shoes, spare blankets and sheets, etc.]

This is about when you experience the inexplicable expanding of stuff.  The results of my recent test show a minimum 500% increase in volume of “stuff” as it exits the closet.  Think of the “AB” foam experiment by Mythbusters (skip to 5:50 if you want to get straight to the action).

“It’s not just mean, it’s HORRIFIC!” (Cue classic horror flick scream)

Closely following closets are all the drawers and storage hidey-holes in the house.  I’ve given up on moving my cedar chest while completely full.  It’s an emergency room visit for the guy who throws his back out and it’s more likely that your furniture will get damaged when it’s being carted around weighing approximately 5,000 pounds.

So, in summary, you start with this…

And end up with this…

I find that deep breathing and visualizing a deserted beach keep me from complete freak out mode. 🙂

So there it is, part one of this fiasco process.  Stay tuned for future developments!


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