I’m not sure if you know this, but I’m moving. I know, shocking, right? I don’t mention it often, since it’s rarely in the forefront of my mind. As if that could ever happen! I think about it constantly! There are empty boxes everywhere, just waiting to be taped and packed and taped again. There are half full boxes waiting for more things to be thrown in there. There are full boxes waiting to be taken to the donation drop off which is only open on weekends. Who thought that one up, by the way? I am BUSY PACKING on the weekends, I don’t have time to drop shit off until the following day. Maybe I’m the only one with this problem though, who knows.
I’ve been scouring the internets for hints and tips and plans and everything moving related. The husband likes to say that a little information is dangerous, and a lot of information in my hands is even worse. He’s a real joker that one. But I need that, I need to know. If I don’t have a plan, I feel lost and confused. And I think we all know I’ve got enough of those feelings to last long enough without adding to the mix.
My poor child is actually looking forward to moving to Texas, I’m not sure what’s going on in his crazy mind. He is only two, that might have something to do with it. All he knows is that he gets to fly on an airplane and he’ll be seeing Nana and Papa a LOT more often. What’s not to like? Every day he asks me if it’s time to go to Texas. He is ready to pack up his toys and get on with the move. I wish I could be a little more like him, but I’m not, I’m me. And this me is slightly terrified.
We have to figure out how to get all of our stuff down there along with our super earth friendly Ford Explorer. We had been planning to rent a GIANT truck (duh!) and a trailer and hook one up to the other and off the husband goes for his three day drive. He won’t be alone, he’ll be getting in some father-son bonding time with my father-in-law, and they will share the driving duties. Unfortunately after some online research it appears that our gas guzzler might be too heavy to tow behind a moving truck. So now we’re trying to figure that one out. Oh, and the Explorer? The AC isn’t working. Awesome, right?
Anywhat, we are trying to figure all these little details out that add up to one GIANT move. I know people have moved across the country before, even to different continents. I’m not the first, I’m not original. But it’s the first time for me. Maybe some of those brave souls who have had to trek thousands of miles with a few decades worth of
crap cherished possessions can offer some times, maybe a little advice to keep me from going off into crazy land. Please, tell this novice what to DO!!