I love the smell of cardboard in the morning

October 11, 2007


The boxes have arrived. And my back already hurts. But, I’m PACKING and that is good.

A few things:

1. Husband and I have bought two different houses. The house I think we’ve bought is clearly not the one HE thinks we’ve bought. It’s not so much that we differ on the decor as we do the SPACE AVAILABLE FOR CERTAIN THINGS.

2. I have become much less sentimental about keeping certain things as I go through stuff. If I haven’t used it, haven’t seen it, or have no good place to put it – it’s gone.

3. After awhile, cardboard really doesn’t smell so great.

4. If a buyer buys a house “as is” do I have to patch the enumerable nail holes in the walls? (And make no mistake – there are a LOT.)

5. I cannot wait to terminate our lawn-guy’s contract. He’s an ass.

6. I am itching to take the pictures down off the walls, but am afraid they will get scratched up or damaged if I do. We will move these ourselves.

(There are a few things I’ve never let movers haul: framed pictures, china, crystal and jewelry.)

7. You know, an entry about packing is really not at all interesting.

My apologies.

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3 Responses to “I love the smell of cardboard in the morning”

  1. Sara Says:

    Best of luck — having just done this, I can relate. At least you aren’t moving too far. (And I definitely wouldn’t bother with the nail holes.) My favorite part about moving was getting rid of the “stuff” I’m never going to need again. Does The Swimmy get to choose decor for her new room?

  2. Jonathan Says:

    Your post brings back memories of our move to our current house – 7 years ago (yikes!) – and the resolution that we WILL NEVER move again.

  3. Bill Says:

    Moving is a great opportunity to lighten the load and get rid of the junk.
    They say that 5 moves is the same as having a fire.
    All in all, I’d rather move 5 times.
    When I retired I pitched everything from my office. All the pens, paper weights, certificates, promotional. Everything. The kit and the kaboodle.
    And guess what?
    I don’t miss any of that junk.
    Not that anything you’d own is junk, I’m just sayin’…