Sunday, August 5, 2012
Packing. With Lots of Help.
At the moment I'm online because packing is at a standstill. Paul just went to the U-haul store to buy more of the fabulous, not twisty, brown packing tape (which I like so much more than regular packing tape that almost always twists and tangles and sticks everywhere except where it's supposed to) because, while I bought far more tape than I was told was necessary for the number of boxes I ordered, U-haul and I apparently have rather different ideas of how much tape should be used per box, and so, with half of the boxes remaining, all of the tape is gone. Mae Bae now feels that she can play, because I'm not trying to put anything into boxes at the moment, and is now ignoring me and exploring the toys that have been uncovered by the layer of toys that are already packed.
So far I'm sorting toys into several piles. There are the toys that are labeled to arrive safely in our new home. There are toys that are destined to live in the basement until we hopefully find our own home, because, along with most of our books, because I'm not going to unpack all of our belongings if we're only going to be living someplace for six months (see! I'm learning!). I'm pretty much in love with the idea of having a garage and a basement after a year without any storage space whatsoever.
The best part, however, was packing two very small boxes of clothes that fit right now, and two much larger boxes that make up my post-baby and if-I-ever-fit-into-these-again categories. I'm definitely enjoying the idea of having storage space so I don't have to cram everything into the closet.
And now, more than twelve hours after starting this post, I'm finally able to come back to it with an update (and to actually finish it):
Paul came home with the boxes and the living room is almost completely packed. The office is done (and most of the boxes from the living room have been moved into the office, which is now pretty full). The dining room is mostly packed. Tomorrow we'll tackle the bedrooms and check off quite a few errands. And Paul is the hero of the night, after removing all the pictures from the walls, carefully bubble wrapping them, and boxing them al up.
Now to get some sleep so I have enough energy to do it all again tomorrow. I am going to be so relieved when that truck is loaded. Unpacking is so much less stressful than packing!