I am in the midst of my seventh move in the past decade, and I can attest to the fact that moving is CRAZY! Especially an international move. And especially a move that requires maneuvering Swiss bureaucracy. I’m pretty organized and typically pretty collected, but I almost always come close to meltdown when planning for a move. I’m getting better with each one (and maybe with maturity?). For instance, I no longer call my family in tears with outrageous claims like, “THIS IS WHY PEOPLE GET MARRIED!” (True story…I literally said this during at least one of my past moves.) Thankfully, the only tears this go around have been tears of sadness for leaving a beautiful place and the wonderful community I have here.
The one thing that is consistent with every move is the process of purging. This time, I had LOADS of things to sell or give away, since I bought so many things here that I have no use for in the U.S. (wardrobes, lights and appliances with different voltage, area rugs I don’t need in the carpeted bedrooms in the new place, etc.) Oh, and my car. (Hopefully, I’ll have a good report to share about that next week!)
The process started a couple of weeks ago when I drove a friend down the hill with three of us in the car AND a clothes rack!
Then, three of the guys came to disassemble and move a huge wardrobe, the super king size bed upstairs, and a number of other items leaving the house looking a bit sparse. (Based on the paint job and the color of the floor, I wonder how long that wardrobe was there!)
Then my friend and I moved the patio table, chairs, and grill from my terrace to hers…down my elevator, through the garage, and up her elevator. I have to say – I am so proud of us! That table was big (and obviously worthy of selfies in the elevator)!
Once everyone came to pick up there items, I paid a final trip to the Vevey dump. (In French, it sounds so much nicer…décheterie.) I refrained from taking pictures while there, but let me tell you that it is the cleanest, most organized dump you’ve ever seen! They have about 18 different categories for your trash. They recycle EVERYTHING!!!
And finally after procrastinating long enough…I had to figure out what was coming with me in suitcases vs. being shipped in my air shipment (to arrive in 1-2 weeks) vs. being shipped in my sea shipment (to arrive in 4-6 weeks). This kind of coordination stresses even someone as organized and planned as me! My house was in complete disarray for almost a week while I sorted, packed, and made A LOT of piles!
And then yesterday, the professionals came in. They packed EVERYTHING in my home and “mummified” every piece of furniture.
Today, my things were loaded onto my container to start their voyage. I didn’t think I had that much stuff, but I sure filled that 20 foot container! (Only the back one is mine – not both of the ones on this truck!)
Moving always feels real when I see my place emptied of furniture. I think an empty apartment is so sad. Today, I couldn’t help recall the many parties, dinners, and visitors that shared this space with me. Of all the homes in my adult life, this one holds the most joy-filled memories (mostly due to the sheer volume of people that spent time here). My goal is to create a similar environment in all future homes…a place where all feel welcome & loved, where themed parties are a regular occurance, and where laughter & good conversation are abundant.