7 Stages of Moving

Wow, what a turn around 2015 has already been for me and my family. I can’t even believe it myself to be honest. First off we can all agree that while 2014 did yield a positive outcome, it was nothing but a big fat mess right up until the bitter end. I’m so excited to be leaving behind the stress of health issues and moving forward with positivity.

Let’s do this 2015!

 

 

Right on the second day of the month the stars all aligned and we stumbled upon the most perfect place for us to live and call home and I am happy to report that we are moving in March. We couldn’t be more thrilled and I’m happy to say that finding this new house has opened the floodgates for more good things. My final medical needle biopsy on my thyroid to test for both lymphoma and thyroid cancer came back, negative! The kids went back to school, we can all rejoice for that one. I continue to get new work (yay for a paycheque) and grow my blog. I get to spend some much needed quality down time with my family in Hawaii. Things are really turning around for this gal.

However, with mere weeks until we leave for our island vacation and only a week (when we get home) to prepare for what we hope is our 3rd and final move in 3 years, I have to face it head on and start the process of moving. Days and hours are ticking by and I haven’t done a darn thing, except realize that there are clearly 7 stages of moving.

Stage 1:

Excitement! YAY, we found the perfect house, we love the house, we signed on the dotted line and got the house!

Stage 2:

Dreaming. We’ve been in the house exactly 1 time for a total of 62 minutes and I can’t sleep at night because I can’t stop thinking about where I’ll put the couches and what kind of lamp to get and well, at midnight on a Monday, Pinterest takes care of all of that. Did I mention we’re excited?

Stage 3:

Purging. After creating an entire decor scheme on my Pinterest boards I’ve come to realize that there are some pieces that just won’t work with the new house and so the massive purge and sell/donate starts. Poor kids won’t have any toys left by the time I’m done with this purge. Besides, who needs a 50+piece wardrobe for their build-a-bear?

Stage 4:

Denial. Here I am with empty boxes, packing tape, garbage bags and sharpies and I look around and think, “we really don’t have that much stuff to pack” and “well, I can’t pack this 8 weeks out, we’ll need to use it”. This one gets me every single time. Back to Pinterest for some real heavy lifting.

Stage 5:

Panic! HOLY CRAP! WE NEED TO PACK! WE HAVE SO MUCH STUFF! I NEVER USE THIS, WHY ISN’T IT PACKED ALREADY?! WHY AM I YELLING ALL THE TIME?! (this usually sets in about 3 weeks before a move)

Stage 6:

Packing. {throws hands up}  Alright, I’m ready. I’m wearing my best/worst sweats and my hair is in a messy bun (when isn’t it tho). Let’s getter done. But no matter how organized I think I am, I will inevitably put the coffee maker in a box with hats and mitts for the kids and forget to label that one random item as being inside causing my husband to convulse on move day when he lacks the proper dosage of caffeine.

Stage 7:

Move. In previous years we’ve hired expensive moving companies to get our stuff from one house to another but as we gain more moves under our belts we realize that we can do most of it ourselves and pay very little in the end, just to have someone move the really heavy stuff like the piano and couches. So while move day will be exhausting, it will be the best kind of tired. The kind of tired you can be when you’re home.

How many times have you moved? I can always use more tips!

Wish us luck.
Love you all!

XO