Today, my friend, Braedy, who is knowledgeable about moving tips offered to help me pack. In preparation for her arrival I decide I would pick up some boxes because I don't have any and clearly you can't pack without boxes.
I thought it was going to be easy...
8x8 pod = nine 12" boxes will fit across and stacked or six 16" boxes. Piece of cake!
Until I walked in to find that boxes don't come just in 12x12x12 and 16x16x16. Most boxes have fractions in the dimensions. For example 12 3/4 x 16 3/4 x 18 7/8. Ahahahahahaha. How the heck am I gonna figure out this one. What idiot decided that box sizes needed fractions. He must have been an advocate for fractions being taught in school. Granted, I am very good with numbers and math, so I can figure out which boxes to purchase to strategically Tetris my pod, but all of a sudden this task of picking up a few boxes became this HUGE math problem.
I stood there for 10 minutes just staring, lol, at allllllllllll the boxes pondering what I am planning to bring to the island, and if it's really worth it. Does my TV need a box? For this move probably, but every other move I've made the TV gets a private ride in the truck.
As I stared blankly at all these boxes in bewilderment I watched a guy go around grabbing a few small, medium, large, a couple mirror boxes, picture boxes, and packing materials. He was done before I had even decided on one box. I think he felt sorry for me and gave me some encouragement that I was over thinking the whole box thing. After I explained the complications of my move he smiled and said," Ah, yes you should probably gather everything you're bringing, measure and diagram the whole pod placement, then come back and buy boxes." Hahahahahahah
I was so relieved that he agreed with my confusion with box buying. A few more long moments passed and then I settled with buying a few small, medium, and large boxes and some tape and headed on my way. At least this way I would be able to pack a few things.
When I got home I was so flustered about the time I wasted picking out boxes and confused on what was really that important to bring that I paced around my house not knowing where to begin. A controlled panic was setting in. " everything will be fine". I told myself...
Braedy came over around 2 o'clock and stayed til after dinner and we accomplished so much! Funny thing is... not a single box I bought today was even used!! All that worrying for nothing! Isn't that always the truth about worry.
"Be anxious for nothing..."
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