ver the past week and a half, I have learned that moving a house is nothing like moving an apartment. Other thoughts:
If there are “FRAGILE” stickers, there should also be “SQUISHY” stickers.
Socks, the other packing material.
“Bill’s books + Mayka’s clothes” – signs of our vices.
And then my external hard drive started making a high-pitched whining noise.
Is one meant to actually fold clothes while packing them away? Because I haven’t bothered at all.
You know what this packing session needs? Watermelon margaritas.
Yeah, packing sucks.
(avoids packing by CraigsListing)
…feeling physically unable to pack.
If you have the option to choose, pick the German moving boxes. They have some intense origami folding stuff going on at the base, but are made of sturdier cardboard than nearly every other thing I’ve salvaged on Freecycle.
…I’ve lived here for thirty-one years, and then tomorrow I won’t.
Sayonara, Bay Area! I’m not going very far. See you soon.