We've got boxes coming out of our ears over here. Moving is always a humbling experience. Like you think you have nothing and everyone else in the world is better off to you and then you can't fit all your stuff into ten boxes or even twenty boxes. Every time I move I vow to simplify, get rid of junk, live with just the basics. Never works.
It is also humbling because of the people who are willing to help. Everyone knows moving is about the worst task ever, so when someone is willing to help move someone that is not even himself, it restores my hope in humanity. Last night Greg asked his friend, Daily, if he could maybe help us lug some boxes around noon and offered to buy him dinner in exchange. He replied, "I don't need an incentive to help you. I'll see you at noon." And then added on that he could maybe get his uncle's truck for us without us even asking. My brother gave us a similar offer and when I offered dinner replied the same- no dinner necessary. My mom and mother in law are armed and ready to help us move and my brother and his wife and waiting at our new apartment to help us get moved in. It is overwhelming. I guess it just reminds me that for every person who is mean or cruel or selfish, there is someone who is kind and thoughtful and giving. At least I like to think that's the way it works.
On to the boxes!
FOR YOUR WEEKEND READING:
+ Reminded of the big things this week- takes me back to when my uncle joined my dad in heaven.
+ This post makes me put everything in perspective and realize how great this life is.
+ Why I will never make it as a fashion blogger.
+ Growing up, I thought I hated fall. I've learned the error of my ways.
+ Have you seen Tay Tay's new blog design yet? She nailed it!
Good luck with all those boxes! You are lucky to have to many moving friends!
ReplyDeleteGood luck! Last time we moved we had NO help.. my family isn't around. It was very funny watching me and my fiancé trying to carry furniture/dressers/etc. I about died!
ReplyDeleteOh, lady, I HATE moving! (Probably because I moved something like 15 times since I graduated high school due to my mom moving several times, all the moves in college, and moving when we got married, were unemployed and living with my in-laws and finally settled after we got jobs. Short story shorter: I feel your pain. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteSo nice to have such generous help and wonderful people in your life! Moving is the worst but you definitely found the silver lining. Good luck!
ReplyDeletegood luck! moving is not fun, we'll be doing it again in march. not looking forward to it.
ReplyDeleteWhere are you guys moving? We are moving from Tempe to Phoenix? I never realized how much stuff we had.
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Jessa @ Life of A Sports Wife
You never know how much useless crap you have till you move.............
ReplyDeleteYeah, you really find out who your real friends are when you move or need help with yard work!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the shout out pal! Glad you approve!
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