Things are going to be pretty hectic around our place over the next couple of weeks.
(1) Today we begin the 6-month lease on, and get our keys to, the two-bedroom apartment we will be staying in while the new house is being finished. We are not actually moving for a few days. Today we’re just getting in and marking off where the furniture is (hopefully) going to go.
(2) Whatever of our stuff won’t fit into our apartment, either physically or metaphorically speaking, is going one of two places: the 10′ x 15′ storage unit we are renting for 6 months (is it me, or does that seem distressingly small?) or the one-car garage space at the apartment complex we are getting just in case the storage unit won’t contain everything. As we move stuff to the apartment, we will be moving stuff into the storage unit too.
(3) On the 11th, movers are coming to take the big stuff to the apartment/storage unit/garage space that we can’t/won’t move ourselves, like the Mrs.’ Civil War-era curio cabinet with the original glass still in it. (If somebody has to break that thing, it ain’t gonna be me.)
(4) July 12 is the day the buyers of our house close on our house AND move in. And when we move out, into the apartment (which I am going to now call “our summer vacation home”), where we will stay until the house is done in (hopefully) November.
There’s a good chance that living in an 850 square foot apartment with a 2-year old will drive me crazy. But I think too that there’s something to learning to live with each other in a small space. Plus, after all, the first week we ever spent with the Doodlebug was an a hotel room 1/4 of that size in China where we had to boil water just to brush our teeth. As always, perspective is pretty important.