In an effort to document the move, I thought I’d share our experience. Have you ever moved before? It’s a real process. A horrible, hellacious process.
I kind of see why people avoid it.
We moved most of the big furniture in three loads the weekend before last, with the help of my parents and brother bear. That was the heavy lifting. The dining room set, the office furniture, the extra bedroom set… My darling husband told me multiple times over the next week that we hardly had ANYTHING LEFT TO MOVE. (Snort. Ha. Hoohoo.)
Then, I started boxing up the kitchen. (32 boxes.)
Then, we started moving all the Christmas and fall decoration boxes. (More than I care to admit.)
Then, we looked at the garage. (Oh.my.Lord.)
This isn’t even mentioning all the closets and bathrooms and yard furniture…
When last Saturday arrived, the day of our official move, there really was a lot more to move. Like everything we’ve ever purchased or been given in the past four years. I kept thanking my lucky stars that Clean Sweep never came to my house and put everything we owned out on the front yard. Because that would have been embarrassing.
*Surprise* If you bring it into your house, you’ll eventually have to move it out of your house. (You are welcome for that gem of information.)
Luckily, we had lots of help with the move – both of our parents, Ryan’s friend Jon and our friends Pam and Dave. We had the use of four trucks and a dump trailer. We are so blessed to have wonderful friends and family. I mean, who in the world would want to help someone move?
The big move started at 7 a.m. (much to my dismay, I hate mornings). And I think we made three trips with all the trucks. So what is that, about 15 filled loads? Approximately? (I’m not a math person.)
And I kid you not, within fifteen minutes of the last truckload being unloaded, the heavens let loose and it poured the rest of the day. I cannot make this stuff up! (And I’m publicly declaring that I’m happy Ryan insisted we begin at 7 a.m. Even though I groaned and cursed and slept until the first person arrived to help and Ryan had to CALL MY CELL PHONE to get my lazy butt out of bed.)
And since moving, Ryan has been on a kick to get rid of everything we own and move into a hut off-the-grid. He really hated moving all this stuff. And he truly couldn’t understand how much stuff two people can acquire over the course of a few years.
Two people can easily acquire enough stuff to furnish a 1,400 square foot house and fill every available spot of shelving in a large basement. And we are not even close to being hoarders.
What about you? Would you be embarrassed if Clean Sweep put everything you owned on your front lawn? Would it even fit?