I find that when you are packing to move, you often find reasons to get rid of things. It’s like shedding skin – if I am given the opportunity to make myself feel like I have a clean slate, I will do everything in my power to make that happen. And the more you do it, the easier it is to get rid of things that you otherwise would have held on to because there was no motivator to get rid of it.
I’ve been paring down here at Chez Arbo since we are packing to move, and nothing is sacred. I’ve passed on some of Kale’s clothes, some of his toys (including toys he still occasionally plays with but I can’t stand for various reasons), and just about anything I haven’t used or thought of in a year. Granted, there is some stuff that we haven’t used in a year for understandable reasons, like camping gear and snowshoes that we will pack up and move with us. But clothes not worn in a year? GONE. Shoes not worn in a year? GONE. Purses not used in a year? GONE. I don’t need it. I have so much stuff it’s simply ridiculous.
Another project I’m working on is ripping all of my CDs to our giant external hard drive. Theoretically, when we move I am buying a MacBook Pro and getting rid of our desktop PC. We have this giant sized external drive that we significantly under-utilize, and it’s my hope that by piling all of our music onto it, and then setting up a wireless home system where the external drive and printer live in a closet and we can both access them from whatever point in our house, then we have a built in stereo system. It’s a theory, and it’s likely I’m going to have to buy another component to make it all happen, but I’m tired of carrying around these plastic CDs that I rarely listen to, and I’m hoping that by having them on my computer, I will access them more frequently. And if I don’t, at least I don’t have a giant pile of plastic to house.
It’s starting to become much more real that we are MOVING (t-minus 20 days and counting, actually) and I’m starting to write lists, and overwhelm myself with what needs doing between now and then. I’ve ordered our new service for electricity and for internet, cable and phone (thanks Telus for making that dead simple – one phone call and no charge – hells yes customer service), I’m starting to call around with address changes.
I’m starting to see shades of long forgotten OCD habits – checking, double checking, methodical overanalysis, lying in bed awake at night composing lists. I hate moving but I love the scrubbed new and shiny sense of possibility that first week in your new house.
And I can’t wait for our house. Oh man. I cannot wait. Space! To! Move! Space! To! Play! Space! To! Enjoy! I love our house more with each passing day and I keep waiting for this buyer’s remorse I keep hearing about to set in. SO far, nothing but excitement and thrilling happiness.