Packing up and moving out

Packing up and moving out

   
The last week has been a whirlwind.  Packing up the contents of an entire apartment one has lived in for nearly three years is a challenge; fitting what is needed for a year into two suitcases, a camera bag, and a knapsack is even more taxing.  Slowly, but surely, it can be done.  

My apartment in Charleston during moving week, July 28th, 2014

 I’m always amazed at the amount of paper, nick-knacks, food, household decorations, and unnecessary stuff one can accumulate over time (I’m talking about myself by the way).  As I packed up my apartment last week I found everything from tablecloths, napkin holders, serving glasses, wine scented candles, and makeup remover to college textbooks, research seminar papers, paint brushes, and household cleaning supplies.  There were moments when I looked around the room and just scratched my head wondering how I would get everything cleaned, organized, and packed.  Fortunately my parents, sister, and cousin came to help move me out.  Together we packed boxes of this and that, rented a trailer, and moved my belongings into a storage unit in the neighborhood.  They arrived early in the morning and didn’t leave until late at night, but thankfully, we got it all done.   
Clean closet, July 31st, 2014

Surprisingly, I wasn’t sad to put my items in storage; I was happy to get rid of them!  I’d been wanting to declutter for a long time and it was refreshing to deep clean my little apartment.  Turning in the keys and completing the “walk-through” was also a relief.  My apartment on Ashley River Road has served me well, but it was time to move on to a new stage of my life.

Squeaky clean apartment, August 1st, 2014

I’m currently working on packing up my final pieces for my trip.  I leave Wednesday (tomorrow) evening and there’s still a lot to do!  I’ve studied abroad before for a semester but never for one week short of an entire year!  The time has finally come and it’s still hard to believe.  Along with strategically figuring out what to leave behind, I must also figure out how I’m going to say goodbye to my dear family at the airport tomorrow.  I guess all anyone can do is take one day at a time.  But, as I’ve learned from packing up, moving out, and so many other experience in my life is that slowly, but surely, it can be done.




My belongings strewn over my parents’ living room, August 4, 2014
My second suitcase; is it all gonna fit?
   
Sun, high in the sky August 3, 2014
  

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