It’s mid-June of 2009, and the house has passed its
inspection and the deal is closing in 2 short weeks. It was time to get serious
about packing up half a lifetime of accumulated stuff. In theory the transition from house to boat should
be fairly straightforward. You sell,
give away or store your stuff and move onto the boat! What’s the big deal, right?
The container arrives - HUGE! |
6/16/09
We started packing last night as our house closes in just
two weeks and there is much to do. We
have to sort through all of our belongings, deciding whether they are destined
for the garage sale, long-term storage, short-term storage, or actually going
onto the boat. Every item gets analyzed
and packed accordingly. Imagine working
full time and then coming home to a million more decisions every night –
ugh!
It feels crazy all this uncertainty of where we will live and
how everything will work out as we are basically packing up our lives. We can’t move onto the boat as it’s a bit of
a disaster from the various projects we’re desperately trying to complete
before moving on board. Mom and Lloyd recently
offered us their house for a few weeks while they are out on their boat after
our house closes. Thank God we now at least have a place to go!
6/17/09
It's all about staging... |
More packing last night – thankfully all that work we did
this spring is really paying off. While
I’m happy to be slightly ahead of where I expected to be at this point, the
house is in total chaos which is completely depressing. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed thinking how
my life will change without a house – it can be hard to keep a positive attitude. But I know that a large part of that is just
fear of the unknown. And of course
there’s the terrible sadness of giving up our wonderful kitty Cosmo. I am absolutely dreading it – it’s like
losing a member of the family.
While I’m excited to pursue our dream of cruising, for some
reason today I am feeling completely defeated. Even though things are tracking well and life keeps
moving forward, this whole process has been an emotional roller coaster. It’s amazing (and silly) how attached we can
get to certain things and routines. But
clearly change is stressful – no sidestepping that! Guess I just need to focus more on the payoff
at the end of all this work….
6/18/09
We spent last night moving all of the “garage sale” items
into our garage. I can’t believe how
much JUNK we have accumulated over the years!
Why are we such a consumption-based society? We just buy and buy and buy without much
thought to whether we really need the item.
It will be a bit of a relief to live a simpler existence I think….
Look how big those stairs are next to this full size chair! |
6/26/09
What a week it’s been.
Over the weekend we had our huge garage sale, which went really well. Greg’s family came over and they were a huge
help – Greg even volunteered to deliver some of the larger pieces of furniture
– what a good brother! What would we do
without family to support us? That will
definitely be the hardest part – leaving family and friends behind.
Both Brett and I are so exhausted at this point that we can
hardly think straight – but we have to keep moving forward and just get through
the next few days. We signed the closing
papers today and tomorrow we will move everything into the container. The container seems huge and is truly a sight
to see. It’s still on the truck bed – so
it’s almost impossible to access at this point (who knew that would put it 6
feet up???). Brett is going to build
some stairs today so it will be easier to load.
<sigh> Nothing is ever
simple is it?
7/9/09
One of the MANY stage of loading! |
Hard to believe it’s been almost
two weeks since my last entry. So much
has happened. That last weekend before
we closed on the house was absolute hell.
We worked and worked and worked until we thought we would drop, and then
we worked a little more. It took forever
to load the container [AKA the world’s largest jigsaw puzzle]. Everything has to fit together precisely or
it will move around too much in transit.
So we would load it, than unload some of it, than reload and add more,
then unload some and reload again. I was
absolutely amazed that we filled about 65% of it – I guess we still have a lot
of stuff! I think there were 64 boxes in
all, plus all of the furniture and misc. stuff.
Crazy! I’m sure it will be like
Christmas when we get back and unpack it.
It’s so weird to know we’re moving from 1800 square feet to
a whopping 245 (yes – I actually ran the numbers – what an idiot!!!). Yikes!
I will miss our neighbors and will especially miss our cat. But at least we know Cosmo will be very happy
with Beth and Tom and there is just no way we could take him cruising. He loses half his coat every time we start
the engine on the boat and I am mildly allergic to him – especially when he’s
in shedding mode. Not a good
combination…
With the house finally empty, we handed over the keys to the
(highly eager) new owner, said one last goodbye to Beth, Tom and Cosmo and then
drove to the house on Mercer Island.
When we arrived and dragged all the stuff inside (at midnight,
completely exhausted), I think we both just wanted to cry. Looking at all these boxes and knowing there
was NO WAY they would fit on the boat was like a huge weight on both of us. How could we have spent so much time
divesting ourselves of our belongings and STILL HAVE SO MUCH FREAKING STUFF???
The only solution is a larger storage unit until we can
decide what else we can live without. At
this point, I’m literally ready to just pitch everything. But Brett is preaching caution – not wanting
me to go too crazy and then have to re-buy things. I’m sure we’ll probably land somewhere in the
middle, but for now we are living among the boxes, trying to figure out what to
keep. We’ll be moving to our larger
storage area this weekend, which I hope will help in getting organized and make
us feel better about this chaos.
Each night is a little strange and it’s hard to feel any
comfort with no set routine. It’s very hard to live in such a state of complete
chaos – especially since the future of living on the boat is also such an
unknown. But I just keep reminding myself that this is
just a phase and things will get better.
It’s all a part of the master plan, right??? Just keep moving forward….
Final Stages |
So that’s how we felt. What the books don’t talk about is that our
whole life we’re taught that the more you have, the more successful you are,
right? We’re supposed to want the big
house, the flat screen TV, the nice car, good food and wine. Society works hard to teach that lesson and our
economy depends on it! But to reach our
goal, we needed to deconstruct a lifetime of that mode of thinking – not an
easy task to take in.
Thankfully, if this process has taught me one big
lesson, it’s that stuff doesn’t make you happy – people do. A friend once told Brett, “we are all just
renters in life” and I can’t think of a better way to state it. When we die, all that stuff we worked so hard
to buy is just stuff. In the final hours
it will be the places we went, the memories we created and the relationships we
had along the way that made our lives richer – not the house we owned or the
car we drove.
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