The cool thing about having a blog is being able to go back and read little snippets from your past experiences. For funsies, I went back and read last year’s moving post and realized that 1) moving is still the worst, 2) apparently waking up at 4:30 a.m. on moving day is a regular thing for me (it feels like a very stressful Christmas), 3) I turn into a cyborg on move days and don’t stop until all the boxes are unpacked, and 4) Matt is incredibly helpful.
This moving weekend was different than last year’s in some ways, however. Mainly in the amount of stuff we moved and the amount of days on which we moved things. Last year: one day. Movers for everything. Done and done. This year it went like this:
- Moved art ourselves.
- Moved everything from storage ourselves.
- Picked up a new couch from Craigslist and carried it down three flights of stairs ourselves.
- (Woke up at 4:30 too excited to sleep.)
- Movers moved everything from our old apartment.
- Cyborg mode: Unpacked all the things!!
- Celebrated how awesome we are with a big bowl of carbs and an episode of Daredevil.
- Woke up early to go pick up a washer and dryer from Craigslist 30 minutes away.
- Ignored our comically sore muscles and very tired brains.
- Picked up breakfast from P.Terry’s and didn’t get coffee despite the very tired brain.
- Watched as Matt used all his remaining dude-strength to carry the washer and dryer down a flight of stairs with the very nice Craigslist person who sold us the washer and dryer.
- Drove 30 minutes home and tried to figure out how the hell I was going to help Matt get a 300 pound washer off the truck.
- Got home, tried to help, couldn’t do it, and cried out of stress like the grown-up that I am.
- Friends came to the rescue and helped us get the washer and dryer inside.
- Installed washer dryer.
- Took a long soak in a dark room.
- Vowed never to move again.
I should add that none of the hauling around that we did on our own would have been possible without the Chevy Silverado that we were generously loaned by General Motors. (Matt is driving it in the pic above.) Having a truck is kind of a necessity for large Craigslist purchases like a couch and washer/dryer, and I hate to be the friend that has to ask to borrow a friend’s truck, so this vehicle loan could not have come at a better time. A lot of things fell into place to make this move go smoothly- I think one sobfest is pretty good per move. Matt (!) finding us the perfect couch on Craigslist, our miracle friends helping us get the washer and dryer into the apartment, our amazing and lightning fast movers, Finn adjusting so quickly, and the perfectly timed vehicle loan all made for a pretty good move, if there is such a thing.
Now that the move is behind us, we are *loving* the new place. It’s only 835 square feet, but it feels HUGE to us. It’s a newer construction than the tiny apartment, the ceilings are higher, there are more windows, there’s more storage, and more than one person can stand in the kitchen, so we are pretty excited. It is big enough that Finn can run around and play, and we finally have a couch big enough for the three of us, so Finn is a happy camper, too.
Here’s some pics of the empty place to help you get acquainted!
^ The study
^ A new rug purchase in the living room 🙂
How do you guys move? Slow and stressed or fast and hyper-stressed? Do your friends liken you to a cyborg when it comes to unpacking, or are you particularly skilled at putting all the boxes in a room and unpacking one per month?