resonant: Brian from The Breakfast Club: Demented and sad, but social (Default)
[personal profile] resonant
I'm gearing up to move again; now that I don't have to stay in the school district*, I'm looking at a couple of places that are smaller, cheaper, closer to work, and ideally a little less damp.

But of course the idea of touching every single item I own, again, is incredibly intimidating.

So I decided to try packing one box a day.

There's quite a lot of low-hanging fruit -- at least ten boxes that I never got around to unpacking two years ago when we moved here. I may very well bog down when it comes to starting from scratch. But here's two days' worth of progress:

Day 1

Packed: One box from the bedroom. Mostly books and miscellaneous desky stuff.

Discarded: One bag of books and three bags of clothes to Goodwill. Half a recycle bin's worth of paper.

Find of the day: A bunch of little spiral notebooks from the pre-Iowa days, when I used to get Saturday mornings alone to write. Much probably-doomed writing in there, including the title of a Discworld story ("Hard-Boiled Egg") and the summary of a Sherlock story ("Suicide by vampire. At least, that was the plan.") and about 500 words of a story I was going to write about how in an Alpha/Omega universe the end of fertility must be heralded by an Omegapause ("Everybody around him was so goddamned fucking young.").

Day 2

Packed: One box of cookbooks and other non-fragile kitcheny stuff.

Discarded: Another bag of books ready to go to Goodwill, and a garbage bag full of things which stop being edible after being left in a box on the living room floor for two years.

Find of the day: So that's where all the AA batteries were.

* Let's just take a moment to let that sink in. Barring really strange circumstances, I am finished with school districts. School districts will never again play a role in my real estate decisions. I am no longer the parent of a public school student. I have attended my last teacher conference, and probably also my last progress report.

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Date: 6/9/17 01:51 am (UTC)
nestra: (Default)
From: [personal profile] nestra
Is the kidlet off to college?

We moved in October, and my husband is unhappy with his job, so he's idly looking for something else. He had a phone screen today for a job he figured he probably didn't want (and he was right), but last night he was talking about how it would be a horrible commute, and if he got the job and liked it, maybe we could move closer.

I told him that moving again after less than a year would probably be the thing that makes me snap.

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Date: 6/9/17 02:14 pm (UTC)
fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (Default)
From: [personal profile] fox
I feel your moving pain, though we haven't done it in a couple of years. Two Thanksgivings ago when we had people over for the first time after a lot of reno work was finished, at some point someone said "And you're planning to live here for a long while, right?" and she had not finished the question before I said "We're planning to die here."

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Date: 6/9/17 02:23 am (UTC)
out_there: B-Day Present '05 (Default)
From: [personal profile] out_there
"Everybody around him was so goddamned fucking young."

I'd like to marry that sentence. And not just because I drove past new student housing yesterday and was shocked at young uni students are these days. *laughs at self*

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Date: 6/9/17 02:34 am (UTC)
out_there: B-Day Present '05 (Default)
From: [personal profile] out_there
Hee! Okay, that cheered me up. And made me very glad my dentist is around 65 y.o.

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Date: 6/9/17 02:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] aerye
the summary of a Sherlock story ("Suicide by vampire. At least, that was the plan.") and about 500 words of a story I was going to write about how in an Alpha/Omega universe the end of fertility must be heralded by an Omegapause ("Everybody around him was so goddamned fucking young.")

A pause to mourn.

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Date: 6/9/17 04:19 am (UTC)
tevere: Jihae, solemn with hint of smile (Default)
From: [personal profile] tevere
Omg Omegapause--how I would love that story to happen

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Date: 6/9/17 04:57 am (UTC)
china_shop: Mallory Archer sitting naked in a lift, wringing gin out of her dress (Archer - Mallory with gin)
From: [personal profile] china_shop
how in an Alpha/Omega universe the end of fertility must be heralded by an Omegapause

Hee! *hearts*

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Date: 6/9/17 11:06 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tetsubinatu
I am coming up on my anniversary of my last move and I still have boxes EVERYWHERE! Since May 2015 I have moved 3 times:

1. Out of the matrimonial house we'd lived in for 13 years to a house an hour away with the ex promising, promising, failing to come help. With one starting high school, one starting Uni and a third child sulking about the entire disruption of his life. (Me too, kid)

2. After a job fell through, depressed, six months later, and

3. Seven months later with still no job and a brand new diagnosis of multiple sclerosis, but finally a crappy place to call my own so that I could sleep at night instead of lying awake worrying about my settlement seeping away into rent money snd the four of us ending up destitute.

Erm. All of which was a very roundabout way if saying that Moving Box Trauma is familiar to me and good luck with it all! And Congratulations on your freedom from School Districts!

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Date: 6/9/17 01:05 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] oracne
I WOULD READ YOUR OMEGAPAUSE SOTRY. Just sayin'.

Also, congrats on getting rid of stuff!

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