The joys of moving

The VIEW from here



I moved again recently for what was probably the eighth time in the past six years. Moving has actually become a way of life it seems, each move I hope will be the last one for a while but it doesn’t always seem to work out that way.

After all of these moves I’ve developed sort of an appreciation for the ins and outs of the process. So consider this column an ode to all those things I like, dislike or have just noticed in general about moving.

• It’s good having a truck and trailer available. I remember all the times I’ve had to ask friends and family to give up a day to bring their truck and/or trailer to help me move. I know what a pain that can be and al I can say to everyone who has ever helped me move is thank you — and stay in touch just in case I need you for move number nine.

• I love people who are moving experts. You know, the one’s who can pack a truck or trailer to utilize its maximum capacity. The one’s who know the proper angle to lift a piece of furniture to get it through a doorway. The one’s who can get just about anything into a house, even if they have to hoist it up through a second-story balcony sliding door (been there, done that). I have the utmost respect for these moving gurus — hats off to you.

• I can’t believe people can actually afford to move into rental homes and apartments. First months rent, security deposit and last months rent. I’m surprised signing over one’s first born isn’t mandatory for a lease these days.

• Here’s to storage units. You really haven’t had the proper perspective on your life until you’ve seen

all your possessions piled high in a 10 foot-by-10 foot-by 10 foot room. Did that once, never would do it again. Miss a payment all your stuff gets padlocked inside. Don’t pay for several months, all your stuff gets auctioned to the highest bidder.

• Pack rats are fun to move. My cousin, who is also my roommate, is one of these people. He has enough stuff to fill a couple of houses, easily. Our garage here is currently packed to the gills with all of his things — and we haven’t even finished the move entirely. Glad I don’t have to unpack all those boxes.


• Here’s to scrappers who come along after you’ve thrown away stuff you’ve decided you’re not moving and they pick it up to take home. That broken coffee table, the wobbly chair or the busted down lawnmower — they’ll take anything.

I’m told there’s nothing quite like the thrill of finding a free couch, chair or table you can fix up, or prop up using blocks. Enjoy.

• Ah, the payoff for helping someone move, pizza and beer, the universal currency of moving day. Where else can you get someone to help you work for hours and you only have to pay them in food and drink? What a deal.

Well I hope this is the last time I have to carry out a move for awhile, but I’m sure in the not-so-distant future I’ll be loading up a truck or trailer to again pick up roots and relocate. Until then, I’m enjoying the best part of moving — seeing the look on my kids’ faces as they check out the new digs dad’s living in. Priceless.

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