It’s a state change, a phase transition, like ice to liquid water and back to ice. From stacks of stuff in the garage and everything put away in cabinets in the house to everything in boxes and in the PODS and moving truck, then back. With trying to get through the next three to four weeks while caught in the middle.
“Chaotic” is such a weak and incomplete word to describe it.
This is one day’s work in the first of the PODS unit. I’m not just tossing things in and trading chaos for even more chaos just to get everything from this physical location to the new physical location – there will be plenty of time for that panic and chaos exchange program in three weeks.
For now, stuff is moving into the PODS unit only when it’s labeled, cleaned, inventoried, and similar stuff grouped together, and a map made of where stuff is so that I can find it if I need to quickly at some point. All of the bins along the left, especially the ones with the green & red tops, are Christmas lights and stuff for the interior of the house and the tree. The two racks down at the end have magazines and books on the bottom two shelves (heavy – load from the bottom!) with computer accessories and hardware and office supplies up above.
I think the second PODS unit will start to get mid-sized furniture – several small file cabinets, a couple of shelving units from the back porch, a couple of four-drawer lateral file cabinets, a couple of bedroom cabinets, my table saw, garden tools – that sort of thing.
It’s progress – this is a marathon, not a sprint.
The giant cardboard figure? Jean Luc Picard. Another one down on the right is Buzz Aldrin on the moon. Can’t let it get boring!
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