|Benefits to a mid-week move...
||[Mar. 28th, 2010|09:42 am]
This weekend is my last weekend in the apartment, and Saturday, I realized there was a great benefit to this. Suddenly, when I looked around and thought "what will I really *need* here?" I suddenly realized that the scope of the question had gotten much smaller. What will I really need here - this weekend, and Monday and Tuesday of next week. (.? No, !) (In fact, !!!!!!!!!!!!)|
Wonderfully focusing thought, really, and truly. I'd started to get a bit nervous about packing up, because I wasn't yet doing the "oh, crap, I forgot that I packed that!" bit every few hours. Now I realized that, okay, it's a good thing that I'm not doing that, but it's time that I started thinking about why I'm not doing that.
I have two pilsner glasses for beer (sometimes, you just gotta drink beer out of the right glass!)... am I really going to need those hanging around? More specifically, am I going to drink any more beer in this particular apartment?
I have four or five spatulas - is it really worth the trouble of not cleaning a single spatula between uses? Do I really want to find that, Tuesday night, I have to run a full dishwasher load?
In fact, isn't it pretty much time that I accept that I'm done cooking here, and it's time to start living on takeout and easy-to-prep veggies?
I still have my flippin' coffee roaster - why not roast my remaining coffee and move that?
GAH! I have a monitor that's just sitting around, not being used - talk about something easy to break that I can transport myself!
I have two or three computer games hanging around - is there some reason I can't just man up and accept that, oh noes, I can't play those particular computer games for *three whole days*?
So, today, I try to make sure that I get to live on takeout and veggies tomorrow and Tuesday, and try very hard to get to the "Oh, right, I packed that" stage. Do this right, and Wednesday might even be stress
That's the right kind of thinking. What you need before the move is basically one each plate, bowl, glass, cup and set of silverware; enough clothes and toiletries to get you through those few days (think as though you were packing for a short trip); one computer with modem and router; and some way of playing music, because packing in silence is really depressing. Oh, and some frozen dinners, a box or two of cereal, a bunch of bananas, a half gallon of milk, and a credit card for pizza (or whatever your particular pattern of eating-with-no-prep looks like).
Everything else can go.
Congratulations and best wishes for happiness in your new home, by the way.
Chuckle; thank you, and best wishes for your continued health - I've been stressed enough that I couldn't think of anything to say in the moment that didn't sound silly, but I was keeping you in my thoughts.
(And I really, really "got" the bit about feeling a bit of vindication when they *finally* found something wrong. It never happened to me, but it's happened to (other) friends of mine.)
I love you to pieces. And this made me (a) laugh - literally - out loud and (b) read it to two of the other women in the photo workshop, who also laughed out loud.