Boxes

Every now and then my OCD flares up. Packing and Moving are usually when it is at it's best.

I pack, label and organize boxes. Then, I sweep where I was just packing. All the boxes are placed against the walls so they look nice. And, although I know it is a bit ridiculous, I mean, the boxes stay nicely stacked against the wall for a few hours before Dave comes and whisks them away, but really, I can't help myself. The need for order is too strong.

So, last night, while another friend was over helping with Andrew, Dave and I shuttled 3 car loads to the new place. And, I nicely stacked the boxes in the new place, against the wall in the room where each box needed to go. As we were leaving our third load, I started to get worried.

First of all I was kind of weirded out that our lives fit so nicely in uniformly sized boxes. All the boxes are from Fresh Direct (the folks I order my groceries from). We have been saving them for months. It was a little surreal seeing them stacked against the wall. Like they were someone else's. Or like it was a giant delivery of groceries. I kept wondering what was in the boxes. I sort of know. I mean, I packed a lot of them, and all of them are labeled, but it was still baffling. Each time we move, I think that we have a lot less stuff than we actually do.

Then I wondered, as I always do while moving, where will it all go? I mean, I sort of know that too. I know what room and sort of where in the room and what goes together...but it seemed like a whole lot more things to put than things to receive. I left thinking we need more bookcases, shelves, baskets, drawers, receivers of stuff. How will this all sort out?

In the thick of it, I love that question. When unpacking, I love the problem solving of what-will-go-where. And it always works out great. Even when Dave and I shared a studio when we first came to the city. It was fine. Tight, but fine. And, this is our biggest apartment yet....so what am I worried about? Anyway, looking forward to getting into the thick of it, solving the problems, making this place ours.

If you'd like to see a tour of our apartment click here. But, be forwarned, I was exhausted, hungry and grumpy and my one line in the video, is not my finest...