House Move
(A true story)
“Label all the boxes,” I said, for the hundredth time. “We need to be able to find things when we get there.”
I passed around Sharpies and glared at anyone who suggested they might get to it later.
Of course, a computer is only as good as its programmer and a label is only as good as its writer.
So I stand here, in front of a wall nearly high enough to keep Donald Trump happy, and every single box is labelled. I should find my boots no trouble.
Except a full 24 of the boxes are called “Basement: Misc”
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Insufficient instructions, evidently. What did she expect?
Indeed. Although with the amount we paid, I expected them to have some capacity for independent thought…
Moving is a pain. Moving “blind” is worse. Funny punchline.
Thanks. Spent the day dealing with some of the 24. I think illegal migration is back on, at least.
You’re welcome.
Haha, the old miscellaneous filing system! Made me laugh 😃
I’m glad someone’s enjoying it! 😉
I’ve moved often enough to know it’s best to label each box myself 🙂
Sadly, I had other responsibilities on the main packing day. Ho hum, it’s like Christmas morning opening the boxes now!
Ha! we’ve all been there! Good stuff
Thanks. And I’ve found the boots now, so it’s not all bad news!
Miscellaneous is a great category for contents when moving. It sits alongside,’running out of time to sort and pack,’ and ‘panic stations.’
There were definitely elements of both of those too!
Oh I have sooooo done that. I feel your pain,
Thanks Sandra. All worth it in the end, I hope!
LOL! I loved reading this.
And the donald trump reference was great.
Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed the DJT reference. I wonder how long that will still be part of the collective memory.
Very true story!
I’m afraid so. Thanks for reading it!
I remember my wife and I having two such stacks, MISScellaneous and MISTERllaneous!
Here’s mine!
hehe! Always works that way! I spent time being careful to label things and ask people to put things in the room that matches the label… That’s why my dishes ended up upstairs in the linen closet… hubbys’ stuff, though was put exactly where it should be… go figure.
Been there. MBR-MISC. LOL Well done, Jen.
Dear Jen,
I feel your pain. Our last move was fifteen years ago and there are still unpacked boxes in our subbasement. Well written. Hope you find those boots before it gets too cold out.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I can relate to this! I’m not sure which I dislike more…packing or unpacking. Good twist at the end, the ol ‘Misc’ trick. haha!