Our dear Pileofmonkeys gave some really good advice about moving the other week. It’s very practical. But I’m not practical.
Stage 1: Denial
Your place is perfect. It’s cute. Packing means it’ll be less perfect. You don’t need to pack!
Stage 2: Anger
Why do you have all this stuff? Why won’t it fit in the truck? Why is your new apartment so small? WHHHHYYYY?
Stage 3: Bargaining
Would you buy my couch for $75 so I don’t have to move it? Would you help me drive the truck for a six-pack of beer?
Stage 4: Depression
Your place is now empty. And sad. There’s no art on the walls and you can’t find your corkscrew.
Stage 5: Acceptance
The truck is packed, you’re on the road! Unpacking is so much easier than unpacking! Off you go!
6 replies on “The 5 Stages of Moving”
My father helped me move a few months back and made me promise to sell some of my larger items before the next move. I told him he could always hire movers for me or just stuff it. He just laughed at me.
I moved into a third floor apartment with no elevator and the roommate and I have agreed that we will burn the couch before we try and get it back down those stairs.
Stage 2 was the biggest for me. After one box of movies got packed and I looked at the four shelves to go I was shaking my head and muttering, “We’re gonna need a bigger boat.”
Yep, I just moved. By ‘just’ of course I mean it’s been several weeks and not everything is unpacked or set up yet. Many things went wrong, some on our end, most not on our end. The new place is awesome but kind of a mixed bag. Pro – there’s a motorized stream and koi pond and hot tub and outdoor fireplaces and pool table and sound wired through the house and a fountain in my office. Con – the stream was busted until yesterday, no idea how to use the fountain, landlord is a bit flaky, a lot of little things need to be fixed (we, of course, have pictures because you always take pictures when you move!!!!). We’re closer to shops/restaurants/parks than we were before, and have a lot more space, so it was worth it, but it is a soul-crushing experience. To think I’ve done it over 50 times now :::shudder:::
I just moved (hence the inspiration for this post) and I sold it all .ALL OF IT!
Are you still in Raleigh?