I have to say that I'm learning a lot about myself and what a dumbass I am most of the time. Part of this move for me is simplifying, meaning that I am attempting to get rid of a lot of the stuff that I do not need, or should not be lugging around anymore. Now, I still have a lot of crap, but I'm trying to get rid of a lot too. I decided to move myself to my new place because I don't have a lot of heavy stuff and because so much was staying, it would be impossible to pack. I have been bringing stuff over slowly all month unpacking it, and then returning for more. But at some point, I had to tackle larger items. Some stuff Maggie and I did, some stuff I did by myself with my dad's truck, and then came the heavy stuff. I have been worrying and trying to find someone to move my bigger stuff for two weeks and getting anxious. Last night as I was laying in bed I realised that I had been blowing this up way out of proportion and feeling helpless and pathetic for a few sticks of furniture. The solution was simple: I put an ad in our company forum looking for two guys to move stuff for me for $200. Within minutes this stupid problem that I'd been agonizing over was gone and I have no idea why I didn't do it earlier. Yeah, it's a lot of money for very little effort, but it's done. Saturday morning they are showing up and moving my crap. It's a small price to pay for so much weight off my shoulders (ha ha).
I just can't figure out why I got my panties in such a bunch and adopted such a defeatist attitude when the answer was so damn simple.
Lesson learned! Moving on!
Yes, and how many times did I say "movers!!" on Tuesday?!?
ReplyDeleteI think it was directly proportional with the number of times I made exhausted "this is heavy" noises.... 47......
ReplyDeleteI only do movers, can't be bothered to lift things after packing everything, and then being stuck with unpacking once at my destination. When I watch the movers run up and down with loads of boxes and heavy furniture, I know the price is well worth it :-)
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