The Lawson Family Blog

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

chaos to the extreme

Again my house is filled with strangers, this time three large samoan gentlemen packing up all my belongings in dusty cardboard boxes. One is currently packing up my shoes, another loading random toys in the girls room and another in my kitchen wrapping my dishes.

Unfortunately they didnt show up till 10:30am, a tad off of the original estimate of 8am, but not my problem. They are paid to pack my stuff correctly and my only irritation is that I will be stuck in the house till late tongiht as they finish packing every picture, sock and piece of paper.

Jim will be heading to my mothers house (where we will be hiding till we fly out next week) with the girls to give them a break from the madness, and so they can take naps this afternoon. So, here I will sit... attached to my computer, maybe working, maybe playing solitare, maybe just watching random video's on youtube.

Last night was my time of internal madness. I had managed to pack the girls, prod Jim into packing himself and gather papers that we need, but I couldnt get myself packed. I hadnt even started by 7pm last night. I cant explain my delay, other than to say I was dragging my feet. Very unlike me, I have always been a list maker, planner and all around preparing fool. This move is the first time I didnt go through and organize, seperate and prepare everything in the house for the movers before they got there. I just didnt have it in me. Again, I dont know why. I am sure the packers who are here today have seen worse, and will in the future, but I still feel guilty that I didnt do more to help them along in their job.

Plus I didnt have a list of how many socks we needed, how many pairs of pants we should bring. How odd for me. But I kept coming back to, how do you pack for over a month? How do you know what the weather is going to be in a month in another country? How will I know what I need? Jim took pity on me and helped out more than he ever has. I usually take the reins of most everything and this time he had to step up to the plate and make me pack. I have always wondered if I wasnt able to do as much as I usually do, if he would be able to stand up to the stress of a move and I am happy to report that he did quite well! With the knowledge of another move or two and he could do this without me involved at all!!! I am so proud of him.

Last night, sitting in the middle of the livingroom floor I was crying, sad, pitiful, I know, but I was so worried that if I forgot anything that I would screw us up completely. So I asked Jim, "what do we need, absolutely need to make it to Germany?" His reply was food, clothing.. blah blah. So I asked the question this way, "What do we need that would mean life of death to us?" The simple reply was Tickets, Passports, Orders, and Carmens Meds... well I had those packed and have for days... so the rest can be replaced if need be, stored if forgotten, and well we will still be on our way to Germany. After this realization I had a glass of wine, watched the last tv show on my DVR and sat on the couch with Jim, now it was 11:30pm and we had 6 large luggage bags filled sitting in the middle of the living room, but at least it gave me peace. We will get there, even if I forget a sweatshirt or extra diapers. We will get there.

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