Moving Day

Well, we did it! As of today, we’ve moved ourselves, our cat, and almost all of our stuff out of the old one-bedroom apartment and into the new house. It feels like a huge accomplishment, and we managed to pull it off on a national holiday — all thanks to friends and family awesome enough to take a chunk out of their Fourth of July to help haul boxes and furniture across the city.

The U-Haul truck parked on the street outside our old apartment building.

This was the first time in my life that I’ve actually done a serious move. When I moved in with Joe, into the building we’ve been living in for the past few years, I was only moving out of my parents’ house — and I say “moving out” lightly, since I never really packed up and moved. I just slowly brought over more and more of my stuff, and at some point my bedroom there stopped being my bedroom, or even a bedroom at all. (These days, it’s been turned into a sort of mixture of a sitting room and an office, and I’m glad my parents are getting good use out of it.)

So this experience of packing up and moving all at once, with boxes and a truck and everything, was a new one to me. It was fun and challenging, if a bit clumsily executed.

For instance: Joe and I inexplicably thought it would be a good idea to start packing at 11:00 PM when we had the U-Haul truck reserved for 9:00 the very next morning. This resulted in a frantic packing session that stretched into the wee hours of the night, and we didn’t quite finish — the last few boxes actually got filled as we were loading up the truck.

The U-Haul truck packed with all our stuff.

But it all worked out pretty well, I think. We started loading the truck at 10:30, finished at 1:00, and then drove to the new house and (somehow) completely unloaded the truck by 1:45. It probably helped that we didn’t have that much stuff — the smallest U-Haul truck was big enough for our purposes. Plus, there were six of us working on it — or at least, five workers plus one pregnant lady who mostly stood around supervising.

There are still a few things left at the old apartment, like some bags of old clothing for donation, and we’re planning on going back some evening this week to help clean and vacuum in preparation for the next tenant. But even if we aren’t 100% finished with the moving process, it’s great to be past this first huge “moving in” step.

And it’s an interesting feeling to have fireworks going off everywhere as you’re celebrating the first night in a new home.


  1. Well, congrats once again! At least the hardest part is behind you. I personally don’t want to ever move again. Now comes the unpacking and the joy of getting the nursery ready. Your father-in-law and I sure wish we could have been there to help! And how cool is it to have fireworks going off as a backdrop? Love to you all!

  2. Well, you finally got me to post on a blog – will wonders ever cease??

    It’s nice to hear everything went well, including the celebratory fire works! What a wonderful memory to carry through for forever!

    I can’t tell from the pictures if the floors were done (actually, I say yes, but Jan says no)… How about the painting and the dishwasher? Did everything go ok? (I sense an update in our futures).

    As for the move itself – the best part of being a supervisor is watching everyone work their a_ _ _ s off! Good for you for staying safe, standing back and managing the big picture.

    See you soon, Sweetie.

    Love Aunts Marty and Jan

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