Shock is being replaced with exhaustion. Sooooooo much paperwork to fill out and sign. While starting to do all of those little things that got put off forever, like making a couple of trips to the recycling place with full cars of aluminum cans and plasic bottles to recycle. And putting together shelving sets. And getting rid of the old “spare” refrigerator that’s gotten flakey. And more paperwork and questions and DocuSign rounds.
And packing. Soooo much packing.
The good news is that there’s relatively little “throwing out” to do. In 30+ years at the old house, and moving from a 3,300 square foot house to a 1,600 square foot house, a LOT of stuff simply got chucked out or donated seven years ago. Since then there’s been relatively little new stuff accumulated, and very little of it is of the disposable nature. And the new house is back to 3,821 square feet with three garage spaces and room in the back for an RV, or in our case, a storage bin if needed. (I suspect not needed, but it will be nice to have the capacity if we get stuck.) So relatively little need to cull, but a strong desire to label well and stay semi-organized to minimize the chaos on the unpacking and getting settled in side during August and September.
But with a really tight schedule, shove everything into an unlabeled box or bin and shove it into the truck to move it 100 miles ***NOW*** may end up being the default, winning strategy. It wouldn’t be the first time, but it will definitely be the last, at least for us.
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