Categories: Experiences and daily life
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It took three 530-mile round trips with a 26ft truck over four days, thanks for
asking. I think I've climbed 2500ft and walked 12 miles...all inside my house.
Unloading the truck was just the beginning.
Essentially, I have done the equivalent of moving again. By the time
I'm done organizing, at least three moves' worth of moving. Ugh!
That's a lot of extra moving stuff in, out, and around
just to make space to move other stuff.
Other than bringing household items upstairs - the first floor is tall so four
more steps than normal - the garages are
virtually indistinguishable from day one.
Things aren't even in the correct garage, all things aren't even in the house
yet with a pile in the back yard covered in tarps!
What few neighbors I have and people that pass by must be
thinking, "How many times is he gonna move that XYZ out and back inside
the garage?" A shelving unit is on lap six and it's only
been together two days!
Until shelves are installed, which will be moved when the floor epoxy
arrives, there's little walking room. It would have been interesting to
shoot time-lapse photos just so I had proof that I did nothing and everything!
There is order coming to this hoarder.
Carless in the boonies isn't the worst thing. Nearly breaking
my foot the last second of the move as I was shutting the truck door
doesn't make for a comfortable bicycle ride. That's my transportation
until I get a new car. Like the housing market, the
car market is more than the worst in forever.
The internet was another surprise and we were lucky to even get it ten days later.
Phone reception is poor on a good day so any internet access through it is
a gift. Isolation.
At two weeks post-move, the pile in the back yard is smaller, things are almost in place, and
shelving is mostly up.
I can almost sneak a car in two garages if I pile everything into the other one.
The "moving in" will take about a month.
The casualty list grows every day: Oakleys,
mirrors and glass, microwave, $300 of crushed totes, $500+ worth of lumber, broken refrigerator
door, clothing, containers.
I'm covered in bruises, cuts, scrapes, a semi-broken foot, but I'd do it all over
again. Who the eff am I kidding - I have never been so
enraged for so long as during this move. I will do it again only by life or limb!
Posted by M: September 3, 2021
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