Don’t Touch It
Tuesday evening I took over one last carload of things to our new pad before the movers get here early Wednesday morning.
I don’t want them touching things like:
Or difficult to deal with items like hanging clothes and clothes organizers
This is what My Beast of choice looks like
It’s quite a bit of camera, ykwim? Go big or go home. But it served me well in Mexico as well as in general.
We are only moving 1 mile.
Moving sucks. Yes, longer distance moves are worse like many of our cross-country moves or our move back from Phoenix, I grant that. But moving in general is not fun.
It was interesting from my last post to hear when the last time many of you moved was and it seems like many of you are moving, soon. <–Good luck!
Skylar’s been having fun with it all, though.
Any mother will tell you she’s likely not as productive with the kind of “help” that comes in the 4-year-old variety and I could be much more efficient without said help, but hey, I have a helper. At least she’s smiling!
I artsy’ed this image up in Lightroom with a preset called Color Creative – Bleach Bypass
From my last post, it was fun to hear what you’re been refueling with lately.
I think I’d like to refuel with some Butterscotch Rice Krispie Treats with Vegan Chocolate Frosting
I don’t have any on hand though.
1. How far did you move in your last move?
A mile, a continent, somewhere in between? Ours was from Phoenix to San Diego but as I mentioned, I’ve moved at least 25 times or more!
2. How protective or possessive of your things/possessions are you?
I admit, I hate it when people touch my stuff!
I really have to breathe.deeply to even watch movers manhandle my things.
Their grimy hands getting my clean things dirty.
Their brute force strength that is all power with no finesse and little attention to detail.
They don’t know, or care, that a certain item was really expensive and to please be extra careful with it. Even if it’s not fragile, just humor me and show it some extra TLC. But they don’t.
It’s not just movers that annoy me with touching my stuff. Growing up, if my sister went into my room and touched my dolls, my toys, the way I had things organized, I absolutely hated it!
She’s more messy and disorganized and okay with clutter and things not in their place, which is opposite from me and so to have my possessions messed with, well, not a fan of that.
The present day equivalent of that would be someone else going in my kitchen and messing it up or not putting things back.
Just in general though if it’s mine, don’t touch it. You can use it, you can have it, I will give it to you, but just give it back to me so I can put it back the way I had it, the way I want it, and I’ll clean in. There, how’s that for brutal honesty.
So now, I am going to get some sleep and take lots of deep breaths as I watch the movers hopefully not damage anything! (In my defense, part of this is quirkiness, but part of this is rooted in actual property damage that I have encountered time and time again in my many moves and you get pennies back on the dollar if you file a claim. Not even worth it.)
P.S. Keep the $25 Giveaway entries coming!