Tuesday, September 7, 2010

PADD (Packing Attention Deficit Disorder)

I've moved a lot in my life. Our rental in Connecticut will be my 22nd address in 37 years, and that does not account for the fact that during all of my school years I spent a rotating 3 months at one address and anywhere from 2 weeks to 2 months at home, thus dividing my time at school into trimesters. That was the nature of boarding school. It was always nice, though, because every three months there was a new roommate, a new room, and sometimes even a new dorm. I like moving. It's in my blood now. What I do NOT like about moving, however, is packing. Unpacking is fun because I love to be in a new place, and I love to organize. But the packing? My general feeling is...GROAN!!

Packing takes a long time for me because I have Packing ADD. It goes something like this: I decide to tackle my scrapbooking stuff. It has been a sweet forever since I've scrapped anything. Hmm...it's been a long time since I've looked at these scrapbooks. Awww...look at my sweet babies! Oh, and look! Photo albums from high school. Well, that's an embarrassing picture of her. I wonder if I uploaded that one to Facebook. I should go check. Oh look, 3 new messages on Facebook. Let me just respond to these. Oh, and emails too. And a reminder here. Looks like I have some bills to pay. I'll just go to my desk for the bills. Wow! I have a few things to pack here on my desk. But first I really should sort through some of these homeschool files. Ooohh, homeschool plans. Wow! I've got some great things here for reading. But I bet if I looked hard enough I could find a fun project online for Mr. Popper's Penguins...

What was I doing again?

Yeah, at that rate, I'd have our house packed by 2013. Thankfully, this time we have movers. I have never been spoiled with movers, and, really, it is spoiling me; I'm not sure I will ever be able to do it the old-fashioned way again. Since the Big News about a month ago, I have done a lot of work sorting through things, and I've even packed a few boxes, but otherwise, life has just continued on with as much normalcy as sitting around waiting for the Big Move can offer.

This morning the packers arrived. Five of them. We took them on a quick tour of the house, pointing out the area where we have piled the things we need for living until we are reunited with our stuff. Everything else was fair game. And they attacked, literally it seemed. They got things packed so quickly, if there was something that got left out of the Pile of Stuff for Living, forget it. I did manage to rescue one soap pump so we can wash our hands for the next two days. Unfortunately, Mark will be without a bath towel, and the boys will have to find an alternate to pillows for the next couple of days because those items are packed and sealed.

My house went from Home to big, echoey rooms in a matter of a couple of hours. And really the only sound bouncing off of the empty walls is that of the packing tape sealing each one of a couple hundred boxes. The kids have been surprisingly silent considering there is nothing left to play with. This is because the couple hundred boxes have provided much amusement for them. Suddenly the house has been transformed into a castle, a clubhouse, a maze.

So thankfully my PADD has been rendered irrelevant for this move. If only I could bring my Tasks-That-Still-Need-to-be-Done ADD under check.

7 comments:

dclouser said...

Fun reading your blog again and getting all the details! Praying for you as you begin your trek tomorrow. Will be anxious to hear all about it!

tsinclair said...

PADD, so that's what they call it.

I must suffer from this as well, that is why when we move everything just ends up getting thrown into boxes on the last day. Then I have a nightmare unpacking. :-)

Praying for a safe start to your new life.

Arby said...

If you have PADD, I have the opposite. My big problem is looking at the Boss while holding an item and asking, "Do we really want to pack this and move it?" I like to purge!

Bunch of Barrons said...

Man...movers sound like the way to go! I H-A-T-E packing. Ew. Even for weekend trips. Haha. Wonder if they have movers who pack for family vacations? ;)

@nnie said...

hahaha! you are so enjoyable, even in the stress. hope all is going well. blog blessings!

Michelle said...

I'm with Arby. I purge before the movers come-we move every three years. The last time we moved, I didn't purge and had to do it on this end. Big mistake there!! It would have saved me alot of unpacking! Good luck with the move!

Amy @ Cheeky Cocoa Beans said...

Hopefully Mark now has a towel and the boys no longer have to get creative with the pillow options. ;) I have never had the pleasure of having movers show up to pack everything, but my brother and his family have. My s-i-l was surprised when the movers packed their trashcan--with a semi-full trash bag inside! (They found this in time so they didn't have a smelly mess on their hands.) My s-i-l was amused (and sort of good-naturedly offended) when she found the movers had packed her Longaberger baskets and labeled the box "wicker." ;) Can't wait to hear your stories about the whole moving experience!