Getting All My Ducks in a Row

I have GOT to get things packed up and ready to go.  Once I had a clear time frame to work inside of it seemed to bring things into focus for me.  Maybe that's what it takes.  Maybe you really need that kind of framework to be able to see things clearly.  Obviously I do.  So, I now I have made a plan, and the very first day that I implemented it, it worked amazingly well!  Usually when I make plans like this I bite off too big of a chunk and realize later that no human could possibly do the amount of work I laid out for myself, but this time, now that I have the proper motivation, it has all been going according to the plan.

I decided to blog about it, because one of the biggest obstacles I faced during this whole confusing process was discerning where to start and what to start with.  Now that I'm beginning to write it all down it sounds so obvious.  I have probably had people tell me to do some of these things, at least in part, but just couldn't see it.  Now I do, so maybe I can help sort it all out for someone else.

Certainly the number one thing to start with is obvious.  Clutter.  Old stacks of mail, magazines, the craft supplies that haven't been sorted through since the oldest child was a toddler, you get the idea.  I didn't start these little chores because it seemed pointless until I was ready to actually start packing and getting ready to go.  After all, they will continue to pile up, be used, etc...  My #1 tip for getting started is DO NOT wait for some nebulous future event or day or time to start with the obvious things.   You CAN do these things now.  It WILL save you time later.  It WILL help.

On this list would be going through your family's clothes.  I got rid of SO many items of clothing it was amazing.  Between us there were probably a good twenty boxes that now don't have to be packed, stored and moved.  The same with books.  The same with the kid's toys. The same with dishes and other kitchen items.  The stuff in the back of the kitchen shelves, the appliance in the extra closet, the dusty bakeware; they aren't being used.  Pack 'em!  "Well, I might need it.  I just know as soon as I pack it away I will need it."  No, you probably won't, and if you do you can either make do (which is my suggestion.  You can do without a lot more things than you think!) or go ahead and find it and unpack it.

Which leads to the next rule:

CLEARLY mark all boxes.  You will be glad you did.  If you need to find something again before you leave you will be able to find it.  If you expect you will need it sooner than some of the other things once you are on the other end of the move, you will be able to find it.   When you get ready to unpack, you will know where to place the boxes in your new home, saving HOURS of labor in an already exhausting process.

Buy many, big black markers and maybe even packing labels.  One for each side of the box is smart.  Trust me.  Oh, yeah, buy a box taper.  Get the kind you see employees using at the store or the post office.  It isn't that expensive, and it will save you a lot of time.  You are going to be taping-- a lot!

By the way, I heard a great tip.  I forgot who I heard it from, so I can't give the credit.  If you read this and it was you, my apologies.  Anyway, it was this:  Hang all of your hanging clothes from the back of the hanging bar toward the front.  When you wear them, replace them hanging from front to back.  After 3 months (or whatever time you decide is appropriate) you will see which clothes you don't wear because they will still be hung from the back.  Now you can can get them out of your way!  Insta-sort!  Isn't it funny how simple some solutions are? I dreaded all of this so much and now that it's on top of me I can see how easy it was all along and that (of course) I wish I had started sooner.

Now for my plan.

Once the time is set, you can start the actual push to move.  Here's what I have been doing.  I've been setting my alarm for one hour... I pack two boxes for storing, throw something in the truck for the ARC store (a local second hand store), and one trip to the dumpster. Then if I have time left out of the hour, I sit, read, play on the computer, cook, whatever, until the alarm goes off. I reset the timer again for an hour, fill two boxes and put something in the truck for ARC, a trip to the dumpster, and use the leftover time as I choose... repeat as necessary until DONE!!  The first day I worked for sixteen hours like that.  No fuss no worry,  I'm not sore or over tired.  The next day I had a lot of other things to do, so I only did it for about four hours.  This week it's so hot I'm waiting until the house is cool to work, so I've been doing two or three hours in the morning and then two or three more at night if there is time.  It doesn't even seem hard or stressful. I'm SO excited!  Success rocks!

The only problem I am having is in finding places for everything to stack after it is packed. I'm planning a yard sale, so keeping everything piled here and there in groups after I've gone thru it is like clutter on top of more clutter. I am NOT liking that, but this too shall pass.  I will probably go get a storage unit the last month before we leave the house, and start moving the stuff that I am keeping over into it.

I figure if I finish one room, packing what I can, emptying it of all but the furniture and items of everyday use (I just found out how much stuff can 'hide' in a room), I can have it done with 3 weeks left to finish moving it into storage. Subtract another week because my husband will have to go through and pack the tools and things, and his time is much more restricted than mine, so that leaves two weeks.  I think that's practical. I believe I can actually do it in that time frame.  It's going well and I am sticking to it.

So there you have it.  I feel silly posting this.  It's so simple and not at all newsworthy, but maybe someone out there in my vast audience of ones will find a spark in it someplace.  I also promised that I would do my best to document this whole process from beginning to end, so there may be quite a few goofy posts.  We shall see.

Stay tuned.....

Success!

I read this in a wonderful blog this morning that spoke straight into my heart:

A rich industrialist was horrified to find a fisherman lying comfortably beside his boat, smoking his pipe.

“Why aren’t you out fishing?” asked the industrialist.

“I’ve caught enough fish for the day,” said the fisherman.

”Why don’t you catch some more?”

”What would I do with them?”

”Earn more money. Then you could have a motor fixed to your boat and go into deeper waters to catch more fish. That would bring you money to buy nylon nets, so more fish, more money. Soon you would have enough to buy two boats, even a fleet of boats. Then you would be a rich man like me!”

“What would I do then?” The fisherman asked.

”Then you could sit back and enjoy life!”

”What do you think I’m doing right now?”

I was actually formulating a blog of my own, and having difficulty putting into cohesive thoughts when I read this, here:

Is Hard Work Good or Bad?

Gloriosity! I am not alone!

My family is full of people who have been successful in business. Many are college educated, and many who were not were still 'hard workers' who climbed the ladder of success and have all of the rewards one would expect from such a life; nice homes, nice cars, kids in college, exotic vacations. They have made their lives into what they had always wanted them to be. For them, they are successful.

They are a generally kind bunch of folks, loving and all, but several of them have never understood why I was such a comparative failure. Why is it that Rhenda could never seem to progress? Why couldn't Rhenda ever get ahead? Why didn't Rhenda ever 'straighten up'? Because Rhenda was cut from the fisherman's cloth. I have wonderful news, friends and family. I am a raging success, far surpassing my hopes and dreams! I am set on the path that my heart would keep and I'm squarely in the middle of the will of God for my life. I am crazy successful! Be happy for me!

My husband and I have arrived at an age where we are considering our retirement. We are not old, but plans must be laid if you are to achieve the desired results, and I just ca not help but chuckle a bit when I think of what kind of reactions I might get from my family if they knew my plans. I would never cast them in a light that makes them seem haughty or judgmental. They are not. They are wonderful people. Given enough time to explain myself they would, in fact, understand, and probably be very happy for me even if they did think me a bit odd. That wouldn't be anything new.

There are many people out there, however, that presume to understand all there is to know about life, progress, happiness and success, and how one achieves them, who would not understand. Their lack of understanding would make me wrong and somehow substandard in their eyes. Some would try to force me to change. Maybe they'd send me for counseling or medication. Maybe they'd try to raise my awareness and send me for some kind of re-education. Some would just seek to legislate against 'me and my kind' because it's not normal and they can not abide my presence as it is.

I remember a news show I saw once. It was on FOX news' Bill O'Reilly show. Now, I don't think Bill O'Reilly is an evil man. There was a similar magazine type of a program by Diane Sawyer that gained a lot more notoriety, so I suppose I should mention it as well; spread the wealth. It just happened to be during the Bill O'Reilly piece that I began to put things together in my own mind.

Mr. O'Reilly was absolutely repulsed by the lifestyle that the Appalachian mountain people had chosen for themselves. 'They' were poor, and lived in hovels! 'They' needed care! The government was going to have to step in to help 'those' poor souls! 'They' lived in shacks out in the mountains and 'their' culture hadn't progressed for generations. Oh my! It was going to cost tax payers money for the government to go in there and change 'those' people, protect 'their' children and bring 'them' up to a more acceptable level.

Acceptable to whom? Bill O'Reilly? Diane Sawyer? The federal government? They did not ask for government help, so save your money. Their lives were of their choosing in a place and style that was traditional, comfortable and quite acceptable to them, but the government, and Bill O'Reilly, evidently, decided it wasn't a life worth having. So, as big government is wont to do, someone waltzed in and tried to put an end to their chosen lifestyle. I never heard the end results of their mission. Were they successful in reforming these unfortunates?

If it were any other established people group the liberals and bleeding hearts would be appalled! Can you imagine going into a traditional Native American village and forcing them to live like 'the rest of us decent people'? You would be on the front pages by evening and probably walking the plank by the next morning; that is, unless you are a medical volunteer who is stepping in and forcing them to receive pharmaceuticals that they have deemed necessary 'for the good of the community'. But that is a whole 'nuther blog...

Different is not dangerous, it is right! Leave them alone, for God's sake! The view and judgement of the powers that be and lack of understanding is nothing more than short sightedness on their part. They are the first people to tack the label of narrow or closed minded on to others, and most guilty among them. Take a deep breath! Take a nap! Take a hike!

I didn't mean for this to become a rant, but I guess it was one. Actually, I am very happy today. I am just hopeful that 'polite society' will allow me to pursue that goal.