When you boil it down, moving is about getting yourself and your stuff from one place to another. This is the only thing that must happen to say you have moved. It’s easy to overlook this fact when dreaming of Alaskan wilderness adventure, road trips, and taking on a new job.
Continue reading “Ep. 6: Pack ’em up, move ’em out”
Panic.
At this time in two days the movers will be finishing up the process of packing all of my stuff into boxes, loading it in a truck, and driving it away on its journey to Alaska.
It really snuck up on me in a way I don’t remember happening in the past.
Right now I’m frantically trying to prepare for the movers, while remembering to save out anything I’ll need for the next month.
See, on Saturday I’ll be without home, indefinitely, until I find a place to live in Juneau. I’ll be on the road for about 5 weeks until June 3rd when I finally arrive in Juneau with my car and my dad and a few boxes of essentials.
This is the current state of things:
I’m tempted to run a time lapse video of the pack and move if the movers don’t care. It’s really astonishing how they can empty out a space so quickly.
Please send productive vibes my way for the next two days.
Part of the “stupid little post-it” series.
Ok, this one wasn’t so stupid, it was actually really fun. It’s only stupid because I abhor goodbyes and prefer to slink out the back door unnoticed and wait for someone to say “hey, has anyone seen Liz?”. Luckily my friends made me do it and showed up in full force to send me off properly.
Apart from supremely awesome friends, I’m most proud of this Pinterestable moment:
My inner Martha Stewart came out in full force and I managed to make these bear cupcakes.
Overall I decided to commit to a bear theme, which was a roaring success.
I’m not sure what else to say, except it was great fun, and I felt very supported. It was nice to bring a few groups together to meet each other as well. I feel pretty lucky to have good friends here, and hope to find some keepers in Juneau.
Oh, and now I have a ton of food and drinks to consume in the next 2 weeks. If anyone needs booze or tortilla chips hit me up.
Part of the “stupid little Post-its” series, in which I give you a glimpse into some of the “stupid little things” I’m working on to prepare to move.
I’m addicted to buying pens. I’m also really particular about them, and my mind changes inevitably after purchasing a large quantity of my “favorite”. As such I have a large stockpile I’ve been reducing bit by bit every time I move. I’m down to one file box full of pens and markers (not counting paint pens, isolated for safety, or colored pencils).
I got rid of a few of the dead, tired, or undesirable ones. I always do a test page:
Stupid little thing.
ROAD TRIP 