I love making lists. I love making them but not so much following them. One of the first things I do when preparing any project (now it’s moving but in the past it’s been meal planning and chore charting) is go online to see if I can get a really great handy-dandy already-prepared list template. So that’s what I did when I needed a to-do list for our upcoming, looming, impending move. I didn’t find one so I’m left to my own rudimentary devices.
I’m nervous about this move because while people are moving into our old home, we’re moving into our new home, and those people are moving into their new home, all on the same day. I know somewhere along the line there will be a hitch, and I don’t want to be the weak link in the chain, you know what I mean?
One of my favourite books of all time, Red Dwarf by Grant Naylor (prequel to one of my other favourite books, Better Than Life), has a character, Rimmer, who in anticipation of preparing for his exams, spends valuable days and weeks creating intricate daytimer sheets colour-coded in various colour shades to help him organize his study time. Only then he realizes he’s lost a week of planned time creating the chart, so he has to start again, always losing study time to the ever-more-complicated task of cramming more studying into fewer and fewer days. It’s brilliant, and sort of describes what happened with my best intentions of moving. It’s all supposed to be done by now, except for the kitchen. And the kids are responsible for packing their own rooms. I’m committed to that. We can all share a good laugh about that decision when Moving Day has come and is long gone.
I realize we don’t have nearly enough boxes and I’ve definitely learned that to do a job well you need to provide yourself with the proper tools. So off to the moving supply store I go.
Last week: Buyer’s Remorse
Reni Walker (AKA Scotch Mommy on slice.ca) shares her moving mayhem on Wednesdays.