Sunday, December 25, 2011

Packing

Packing.  Terrible, terrible packing.  I've moved before, and I'm good at things like unpacking, setting up the new place, and deciding what gets kept or thrown out.  What I am not good at is packing and throwing trash away.  I'm pretty awful at it.

Friday was my first day off for Christmas break, so I started packing then.  I got as far as posting stuff for sale on Craigslist, packing my books away, selling dishes, and staring at the 40 or so Kumon boxes my boss gave me to use to mail.  Saturday, I packed up most of my clothes and made a pile of stuff to donate to various places.

This is the progress I made between those two days:
some of my stuff, mostly clothes, books, and art stuff


My stuff again (?)

My bf's stuff is to the right, everything else is the mess on our couch to sort through

the step ladder, my coat, and a big corner of stuff to donate

this is the dog, pretending she is abused

this is my cat, hiding on a cot under the table

this is my cat Boss, ordering Thai takeout

As you can clearly see, this house was a complete mess.  So Sunday rolled around, and I'd gone to bed about 1 am, hoping to get up by 9.  Nope, it was almost noon.  I took a shower, and felt lethargic for a while, so we watched TV.  We wound up watching VeggieTales, Star Trek, and Are We Done Yet? before I went to get Thai takeout.  I figured that after  my walk, I'd feel up to cleaning.

Came back with dinner, ate, then felt like dicking around some more.  Definitely not cleaning.  I wound up starting to watch a show about Yellowstone on PBS and ended up taking a 2 hour nap on the couch with my cats.  Now I'm blogging about packing instead of actually packing.  My reasoning is that if I talk about it, and take pictures of it, I'll be motivated to somehow impress you with my progress.

I really fn hate packing, man.  I get so overwhelmed by everything to be done that I short-circuit and wind up doing nothing.  It's not productive at all and I'm pretty sure I've heard the same excuse on that show Hoarders.  My goal for tonight is to get at least something cleaned up and find the Wiimote so I can watch my favorite show, Nip/Tuck.

Everything is just such a mess and such a mess to go through that I feel so defeated~~~~ Every time I move, I curse myself for having so many things.  But, I'm telling myself that I've gotten pretty much everything packed away and now the issue is just getting off my booty and throwing stuff out.

And dishes and laundry.  Laundry I don't really have a problem with once it gets going except that my boyfriend is having difficulty breathing and I don't want to stir up the air with the dryer.  As for dishes, I'm ok with them once I get started, too, but I'm the worst at dishes.  I'm the worst at everything, and someone's going to get lost in this horrible mess.

Okay, now that I've appropriately guilted myself into motivation, time to go look at everything, get discouraged, and sit down again.  Fighto-oh!

(By the way...)

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!  I hope that your holiday was full of love, peace, and happiness that sees you through to the New Year!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

So, how to move?

This was the first question in my mind, and the main one I've been boiling over (and over and over) for the past few months.

I know there are many options for moving.  I could:


  • Rent a trailer
  • Rent a U-Haul or similar moving truck
  • Hire movers
  • Get one of those Pod storage unit things
  • Make multiple trips
  • Throw everything away that doesn't fit in the car
  • Mail stuff

I investigated each of these options thoroughly.

1.) Rent a trailer:

I went so far as to look up quotes for small trailers to tow behind our car (Subaru Outback) and even started comparing prices.  But then I looked at the back of the car and realized that, no, our car does not have a trailer jack or the space to install one.  Plus, when I started thinking about it, did I really want to pull a heavy trailer around dangerous roads when neither of us has any experience with towing things?  Noooo.  That's out.


2.) Rent a U-Haul or similar moving truck:

I got e-quotes from various companies, like U-Haul, Penske, and Budget.  They were all pretty close in range, I think.  If memory serves, the cheapest was Budget, for about $750.  U-Haul and Penske were closer to $800.  But I don't really remember and could totally be making those numbers up.  I am sure, however, that the cost would have been at least $650, not including gas.

"Alright," I thought, "That miiiiiiiight work."  So I brought it up with the boyfriend, and he helpfully reminded me that gas costs and arm and a leg, too, especially on a huge truck that doesn't get good gas mileage.  We did a little number crunching and estimated that the actual cost involved with renting a truck would be about $1000.

Are you crazy?  I don't have that much money; I barely make enough to cover rent and buy groceries each month!  I started thinking of all the reasons not to rent a truck and came up with excuses such as: neither of us knows how to drive something that big, something that big could be difficult to control on dangerous roads, I once saw something on 20/20 about U-Haul horror stories, dontuseuhaul.com, $1000 seriously, and I would probably have to drive the car home by myself.  Eventually, I convinced myself that there must be other options.

Plus, the truck rental was for a week to ten days, and I only needed the truck for four, tops.  Out!

3.)  Hire movers:

I looked into this half heartedly.  I mean, I despise packing but I can do it.  Why would I pay someone to pack for me.  There are options where I pack everything up and they come get it, but even then, this was the most expensive option.  My lowest estimate for hiring movers was in the vicinity of, I believe, $1600.  Nope!

4.)  Get a Pod or portable storage unit thingie:

This one was the most attractive option to me.  I just pack everything up, they drop off a unit, I fill it up, they come get it and do the dangerous work of driving my heavy junk halfway across the country in winter.  I just have to worry about getting us, the pets, and the car home safe.  Much easier!

I still like this option, and look at it fondly when I think of all the boxes around me.  However, I do not like the price.  My estimates are all about $1200, which seems like quite a bit more than the moving truck until I factor in gas.  Plus, the convenience......Still, there has to be another way.  I don't even NEED all of the space in a storage pod -my boyfriend and I combined don't have all that much stuff.  I'm not counting this one out completely, but it's pretty unlikely for me to ever go with this option.

5.)  Make multiple trips:

With one trip in summer costing about $500 one way, forget about it.  Winter means slower going, more gas wasting, more unnecessary risk.  This is actually the very worst option.

6.)  Throw everything away

This is my favorite option... Screw it all, I'll just buy everything new when I get home!  But, because of some old textbooks and my extensive personal collection of books (mostly manga), it would cost more to re-buy everything.  It just doesn't make sense.

This turned itself into, "what if I can sell it?" and I decided that, yes, selling stuff is an excellent idea!  However, I can't sell everything.  I'll sell what I can -such as furniture, dishes, and the dog run, donate things like clothes, linens, books, toiletries, etc. to homeless shelters, and give the usable junk (ie Halloween decorations) to Goodwill.  I'm lucky that I don't have to sell most of my stuff because my roommate will still be living here for a little while, and can use a lot of it.

So, this is one option that I am taking, at least part way.  And let me be the first to say, I am getting rid of 80% of my things.

7.) Mail it:

By the point that I was freaking out over the $1000+ I'd have to spend to move, of money I don't have, I realized something.  US mail service exists!!!  I calculated the cost of shipping some boxes, and...awww it's expensive too!  Crap!  Then I realized that my heaviest belongings, books, count as media mail.  Hello!  Ding ding ding!  We have a winner!!!

Media mail is way, way, way cheaper than any other option for heavy things like books.  Unfortunately, most things simply don't count as media mail.  All in all, it looks like we'll be spending around $600 to mail everything back.

 The most troublesome item I have is an heirloom tea cabinet (fairly small, actually) that was made for me by my great-grandfather.  It was the last thing he ever made before he went blind, so you can imagine the significant weight of its sentimental value.  The thing takes up so much room in the car, too, that it would be quite difficult to schlep home.  I don't really want to mail it, but because I want to make it home safely, I looked at all my options, and I still can mail the cabinet for about $120 through FedEx.


Moving is such a hassle, and I know there are other options, such as shipping stuff through bus services and Amtrak.  I looked into these as well, but I think that mailing stuff is the best option that I have right now.  At the moment, I am just trying to pack everything up.  Which leads me to my next post....

about the move

As it says in the "about me" section, this is the blog about my trip home.  Before you read any further, I thought you should know about the move.

First of all, I'm from Colorado but have been living in Oregon for the past four years (or so).  I moved out here for college, and honestly, I hadn't intended on moving back.  I've been working a lot post-graduation (which was August), but my boyfriend who moved back here (which was in August) has been having breathing issues pretty regularly.  Finally, we decided to move home so that he can breathe again.

At first, I was pretty adverse to the move.  It was the right decision to make, but after living on my own for four years, it was hard to come to terms with the fact that I'll be living in my mom's house again.  I'd been looking into jobs that deal with fishery management, but they all required experience I don't have.  So, I decided to kill two birds with one stone, and look for something good to be waiting for me in Colorado.

I got my wish, and validation that I made the right choice: I was accepted as an intern at an aquarium.  Here's where the real trouble starts.  The internship starts in January, and we have no money, so that means we will be driving back.  Which means driving in potentially dangerous, icy/snowy/blizzardy conditions.  To complicate matters, I don't know how to drive very well at all.

Nevertheless, the trip is happening.  Since I've been working 6 days a week and the boyfriend has been so sick, packing has been left up to me, and I've waited until my Christmas break from work to start.  Here we go!