Pack-out Diaries, Chapter 1

Dear Pack-out Diary,

Yesterday marked the unofficial beginning of our packing out of Crystal City. (I suppose the official start was some weeks ago when we scheduled this thing).

First, my obsessive-compulsive-lite wife wanted to record all of our possessions on video, which at first I was dreading as I thought she was going to want to go through everything item by item. "Here is a sock. Here is it's partner." Fortunately, we moved quickly scanning through stuff and got done in about 10 minutes or so.

Then a man from the moving company arrived with a magic calculator. We showed him around; told him what was going to Mexico, to storage and to garbage. After about a 20-minute tour, he pressed the "Go" button, whipped out a tiny printer, and produced a report claiming we own about 6,200 pounds of stuff, not counting our car and the stuff getting pitched. And considering much of our furniture is going into storage (bedroom furniture and our old, ugly couches), we will be shipping a very light load with us.

The man also declared we would need two days and he would send over three packers/movers.

Now we are down to our final six days of being with our things before it is taken from us, but we have a lot of shopping to get done to bolster that poundage a bit.

Which starts now...