The packing up and moving saga entered its second major day today. While I’ve been getting rid of stuff and making preparations for the last couple of weeks, the serious hard core work has started this weekend.
My fabulous friend James O’Brien (now aka “the big butch Aussie bloke”) came back again and helped out. Grant and I had made a list of “stuff to do” so everyone could just get stuck into it this morning.
“Ever seen this much stuff in one place?,” I asked James this afternoon. “Well, there was a story about someone on A Current Affair….,” he replied. Half joking, half serious.
Right now, I do feel like the crazy cat lady you see on those current affair TV shows. We’ve made so much progress but there is still so much to do. I’ll need to take a couple of days off this week to continue going through stuff in order to be able to do “the big move” by next weekend.
We’ve packed and sealed about 30 moving boxes at this point plus have packed a number of plastic storage crates. But there is still much more stuff to go through.
Today was actually quite productive – it is just the sheer scale of the job that makes it impossible to do in a couple of days even with three people working on it.
I was happy to note that Grant turned up my missing passport today. As well as a few other things I’d been scratching my head trying to find recently.
And speaking of finding things, one of James’ jobs today was to go through all my old audio cassettes and pack them neatly into storage crates. He was amazed to find a cassette he’d sent me in 1992. He was a radio announcer in the Riverina area in South-western New South Wales back then. He rang to interview me because a certain pop group (let’s call them the A***-hole group) had just had a number one album. I can vividly remember doing the interview by phone even though it was 18 years ago.
Tonight James put the interview into Mp3 format and emailed it to me. I haven’t listened to it yet but James told me edited highlights over the phone. James was totally knocked out to find this cassette and I am gobsmacked that I can still remember doing the interview – even where I was sitting in Grant’s flat when I did it!
The cover of the cassette is typed because they didn’t have computers at James’ station back then. So he had to roll it into a work typewriter and do it the old way! He also had to wrap it and post it to me the old way as well. None of this digital format, internet, email scenario that exists today!
James left us about 5pm today and Grant and I kept on working for another hour before we gave up. It has been a bloody hard couple of days – all of us have aches and pains in places we wouldn’t have even thought about 10 years ago!
And all those stairs! Up and down, up and down. Arghhh! James fared the best – he’s good at heavy lifting and doing blokey things. His aches were less intense (must be his relative age!). And who knew he could pack boxes so efficiently. We think he missed his calling in life. Last night he even reversed the ute out of Grant’s car park and drove it back in. We were very impressed!
Grant and I went to the local RSL club tonight for the second night in a row. We haven’t been there for about a year but then twice in the one weekend! It was nice to have a few beers, something to eat and to review the progress made. Also to have a chat about strategy for the rest of the week. There’s a long way to go.
James is coming back to help next weekend (thank god!) and we really need to have everything moved out by the end of the weekend. Then it will be a full day’s cleaning no doubt.Research has shown that moving house is one of the most stressful life events, right up at the top with divorce and bereavement.
I totally agree with this assessment from a website I saw tonight.
Just can’t wait til all of this is just a bad memory and life goes back to what passes for semi-normal in my world!