It is something we all have to do as adults — like pay taxes and breathe – but no matter what – MOVING SUCKS.
I have moved 12 times since I graduated from college. YUP – 12 times and I am not in the military (neither is my hubby) – no judging.
I could go into a major rant about the process of getting the loan, providing every possible document known to man since we became working adults, turning off utilities, turning on utilities, changing addresses with every single possible company that mails me important stuff, etc. But I won’t. I am here to talk about ALL OF THE STUFF.
The older we get the harder it gets. As moms – we have way more STUFF to deal with. We are not only packing up all of our stuff, but our kid’s stuff, and (like me) our husband/partner’s stuff. Then there is the “keepsake/memorabilia stuff”. You have to have the difficult discussion with yourself (and maybe the family) about whether or not you really want to keep that thing from high school, college, first job, first year married, baby’s first (insert any word here), child’s paintings/awards/etc… after a while that STUFF becomes stuff and takes up a whole lot of boxes in the garage – but it also brings back memories and a whole lot of FEELINGS.
I love visiting my parents and seeing old photo albums and “stuff” from when they were younger (or when I was younger). If it wasn’t for my parents MOVING that stuff over the years — then my siblings and I wouldn’t be able to “stroll through memory lane”.
When our 27-year-old daughter visits — she loves to see old photos/DVDs of her childhood, too. One day – our 16 and 14-year-old teenagers will grow up and they too will appreciate all of the STUFF they had to help us move into this new house.
So, while I keep complaining about how miserable it is to move — I will still keep and move the STUFF because it makes us smile (and sometimes, tear up). It’s another reason why us moms are who we are. We value the STUFF and we will do what it takes to keep it – even if it means extra sweat, extra boxes, extra storage space (and even extra complaining from your hubby/partner).
On a brighter note, this house is our for now dream home and I have no plans to leave anytime soon. So I will enjoy my new home, my STUFF in the garage and I will stop complaining.