How should I pack?

“How should I pack?” This is a common question…  I am pretty positive, however, that they are not referring to their home!


  *Picture this*  During breakfast, I am heating up leftover coffee from yesterday, which also happened to be the same time I remembered I needed cream from the store.  Ugh… Evaporated milk anyone?  It’s not exactly half and half, but it should get the job done… right?  Well, to my surprise, it’s actually pretty darn tasty!  (My brain sometimes tends to agree with things much easier when I consider a much lesser option!)


So, anyway, I walk into the dining room, which is our main living area right now as there are boxes everywhere else, and it dawns on me… I have no clue how to pack!  How on earth am I supposed to pack to move to an unknown location?  I have no vision.  No idea of what the house will look like, how much space I will have in each room.  What’s worse, is I don’t even know how long until we move! 

Here I am, knowing I need to pack, but not knowing how to pack.  This could be one of the most frustrating moves I’ve ever had to make.  I bet you’re thinking right now,  “Angie, just pack what you don’t need and save the rest for later.”  That is so logical that it should seem also simple!… This is the dilemma.  Well, actually, there are several.  Here, I’ll list my most concerning issues for you and maybe you can make some sense of them and toss me your two cents!

  • We already decided to get rid of what we don’t use on a daily basis as we might be moving to North Dakota at the end of the school year.  Contemplating two moves in 7 months (one, three states away) is the perfect way to get rid of excess… but not such a perfect way to decide on what to pack!
  •  I run an organization… out of my home… and it’s a LOT of stuff.  One of the events we are preparing for is the biggest event of the year, which requires a little over half of the mass I store here.  Another problem… these things can NOT get mixed in with my personal items, as they could be lost forever!  Well, atleast until after the event, which would still be pretty awful.
  • I have 7 people in this house that all have very different ideas of what they need, depending on how long we will be here. That is a lot of personal belongings.  On top of that, there are two dances, 5 events, a season change and atleast 3 holidays in the remaining months that we may have to wait before moving!

Are you feeling me so far???

  • As far as the decorating, I think to myself, “Okay, no biggie.  I will just not decorate for Fall (not an easy decision for me as it is my favorite season).  Also, we  will just use paper plates and plastic utensils for Thanksgiving this year (not a huge problem), and the Christmas decorations can just stay in their totes, ready to move.

Making this suggestion to 5 children is not that appealing, as it is, but we have Sara from Finland here, whom the kids were so excited in sharing this most special holiday with.  Hoping to share our family traditions with her so she could package the special memories in her heart and take home with her.  The disappointment was obvious and heartache for me to justify when I, too am struggling with the way everything is happening.  It is hard to move at this time.
Still, we have had worse thieves of our Christmas traditions than this predicament.  When Faith had leukemia, many of the scents of the typical Christmas decorations nauseated her and the blinking lights made her feel too dizzy.  One year even baking cookies was difficult as she just couldn’t handle the thought of sweets.  We are not new to the sacrifice and are prepared to do what needs to happen.  This one too, just caught us off guard.  Fortunately, it is not as serious by any measure!

  • I homeschool, and not knowing for sure when we will go, makes it impossible to just pack up their schooling.  They can’t go without schooling this whole time so we must leave it unpacked.
  • Working Man will be traveling back and forth from North Dakota, so naturally I want to get as much done during his time away so that we are able to find time to actually ‘see’ eachother while he is home. He has not even left yet, and I already yearn for his return.  I am so looking forward to the stories of his new location!

So, those are our main issues.  My best idea was just to clean and get rid of everything we don’t use or even really want… but that is still leaving a lot of stuff here to find places for and to pack.  I borrowed a trailer to fill and haul as much off as I can.  Most of it will go toward my organizations storage unit which provides a good fundraiser yard sale in the Spring.  Some, I can sell on the market and others I can just simply throw away.

Lily does not seem to be nearly as impacted by the dilemma of packing.  She lay on the rug basking in the sunshine coming through the door, snoring her little heart out.  Although, maybe she is considering where to bury her treats at the new house, because her doggie dreaming seems to also be in affect!  Oh, if only I could be like her and soak up the sun, knowing that I will be protected and provided for…  Aaahh, yes, remembering that I DO have One who protects me and provides for me is going to be key through this part of my journey…
… The next step toward the end of that tree branch I’m on.

I would love to hear about your moving stories… good or bad!

Keep in touch!



2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Nana
    Oct 25, 2011 @ 19:35:40

    Once when I was still a young woman…my children and I were moving from SO. Cal to NO. Cal and were busy packing up an arsenal of their MOST important stuff. Toys, video players, games and movies. My little one was only 4 and she had a slew of “babies” that we must NOT forget and I was a rumpled mess of nerves. At the end of the day we surveyed our hard work and I rattled off items from our “check” list. Clothes? check. Toys? check. Babies? check. and in a tired, hoarse voice I finally said, “Great Job kids, I’m proud of you”. The next morning I had a ton of things I still had to do when I sat for a minute to sip on some coffee. That’s when I heard it. “Mew”… “Mew”… Oh my gosh it was coming from one of the boxes that was buried beneath other boxes. Later, Tawny told me she had packed our kitten with her babies because she knew just how important she was to us. Let me just tell you…I will never forget the surprise I got when I finally got that kitty out of the box. She had gotten “nervous” in her confinement and let’s just say had quite a big accident for such a tiny thing. I never forgot this lesson and in the many times I have moved since then I not only label all boxes but listen to them too!


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