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Mar 21, 2009

Plea for help, Also: The Jinx

So, obviously, things are movin' and shakin' around here!

We've already started the frantic "How in the hell are we going to MOVE in, like, a month" discussions. I've put in several phone calls and several dozen email to various realtors, moving companies, truck rental places, and the like to attempt to get some kind of idea of what we're looking at here.

Why didn't I do all this before? Well, I'll tell you.

When I first told Patrick that I wanted to go to medical school, his first reaction was shocked silence. His second was, "Oh, God." His third (the point of this story) was, "Well, you'll fit right in. Doctors are among the most superstitious people I know."

I am not superstitious about normal things, like walked under ladders or black cats or whatever. (Though I have been known to throw spilled salt over my left shoulder.) But there are some things, some times, where I've got it bad.

This match business, for example. Patrick has been looking at houses in Indy for months, ever since his interview. I, however, had not looked at a single one for fear of jinxing it. We visited Patrick's mother last weekend, who said that she'd been saving boxes for us - I interrupted her before she could utter the words "in case you move", because that would obviously ruin the whole thing. On Thursday, the day of the match (did you hear about that?), I considered taking my IU transfer application to work with me in case - OH NO! I possibly destroyed any hope of matching there just by THINKING about that.

I talked to my physician father the other night after everything went down and he said that he hadn't even mentioned the word "Match" all day, so as not to jinx us. I told him about almost taking the application to work and he said, "That would have been the worst thing you could possibly have done!"

Michelle recently blogged about The Jinx as well, proving that this crazy is not merely confined to my own family.

We medical folk are an odd bunch, no?

Wow, this is so far off the topic I had planned to talk about. Anyway, Dear Readers and beloved internet, I am asking for your help and time-honored advice. How does one move? We have a decent sized house that is packed full of stuff. What do we do? What has worked for you and what has been catastrophic? Tell me your secrets!

6 Readers rock!:

Artemis said...

Hey Katie - congratulations on the upcoming move! Scary, but absolutely doable even in a short time. Keep in mind that you could pay a company to come in and in a few days pack up everything in your entire house and deposit it all in your new digs a few days later (EVERYTHING being the operative word here, as garbage and wet towels get packed up, too). That's expensive and a bit frightening. So start today - find a closet and pack it up. Then find a second closet and do the same. We get by with using about 20% of our stuff routinely, so you should be able to pack up 80% without feeling too much discomfort. Don't pack the baby's stuff until last. Good luck as you start your new adventure!
P.S. Great guest post on MIM :)

spika said...

Call all your friends let them help you packing!! It can be like a "goodbye" party :) but helpful anyway...!


XE said...

Have a huge packing party. Get loads of food and drinks, and get some good music playing. Then pack up anything private you wouldn't want your friends to see, and invite them all over to help you move!

Tiff said...

I third the packing party idea! That sounds fun. In fact, I'm on spring break in a week if you need help.

I also suggest using this moment as a "spring cleaning"; send to Goodwill anything you don't absolutely need to take with you.
I've only moved twice in my life, but I've found that moves are the best times to decide what stays and what goes.

Anonymous said...

We moved a lot when I was growing up, and I've continued that habit into adulthood. My mom gave us an allotment of boxes, and we could bring anything we could fit into the boxes. Sometimes I had to get rid of large things and that made me sad, but it taught me that things are just things and if you decide to toss something or just can't bring it, you'll be OK anyways.

I would recommend that, as you pack, you get rid of some things, especially if your new living quarters may be smaller than were you live now. The things you haven't used in years (and I see you decided to part with your school notes) you probably won't use again. ever. Try not to throw out sentimental things though. I feel like my childhood is some distant thing that may or may not have happened, because I don't have any toys or trinkets from then anymore!

One final word from the wise: LABELING. Simplest thing to do is to number EVERY box and keep a master list with its approximate contents (not just "clothes", but "Katie - winter clothing and snow suit"). It takes next to no time to do, but you'll be very glad you did it once you see a billion brown cardboard boxes sitting in your new home....

PS: lift with your legs :)

Jen said...

couldn't agree more on superstitions. I've frightened more than one med student on L&D when they start to comment on how quiet it is. Are they NUTS?!