I’m in that ugly stage of house-packing. That stage where the kitchen is half packed, the bathroom is precarious at best, the living room is full of boxes, and I can’t step foot into my closet even if I wanted to.
It’s not charming. It’s not exciting. It’s mostly just messing and stressful. But it’s ok! There’s an end to the madness. The end involves a long drive to New Orleans, a fresh bag of ice, a Manhattan cocktail, and new keys to a lovely French Quarter apartment!
Until I officially move in in early March, the pie and cake recipes are going to be sparse around Joy the Baker. That’s mostly because this is real life and all of my butter and loaf pans are packed away.
Thank you for joining me on this moving journey. I promise you won’t have to drive across the country in twelve hour stretches. I’ll handle that for both of us.
I’ve learned a lot about packing boxes and organizing cross-country moves from the internet. I’m supposed to have a master list indicating exactly what is in each box I pack. I’m supposed to pack certain things at certain times. There’s supposed to be some sort of master color-coding situation. I’m definitely doing exactly zero of those things.
If you’re looking for a master-packer / super-organized mover… you’re totally looking in the wrong place.
One thing has managed to cut through all of the disorganized moving madness: the Move-In Box!
Do you know about this? The Move-In Bx is the first box you open in your new space. It can be all the practical things like an electric drill for putting together furniture or a hammer for hanging picture…. ooorrrrr it can be things that you actually want like bourbon and fluffy towels, and fancy lotion, and good pens for list-making, and sweet cocktail cherries. We’re grown and we can do what we want! Even when we’re moving. Thank heavens, for real.
Let’s put our overnight box together! We’re moving! Like… we’re both moving. So thank you. For real.
The Overnight Box:
– (1) Fluffy Clean Towels, (3)Fancy Body Wash and (4) Luxurious Lotion will feel like an extra treat after driving between Tucson, Arizona and New Orleans, Louisiana. I’m going to need something that feels soft, pillowy, and smells good. Thanks!
– A shower curtain and toilet paper, too! These are things that will greatly compliment the bath towels, the body wash and the fancy lotion. Without them…. disaster.
– Plates, cups, utensils, napkins, and a blanket for the first-night picnic. It happens on the floor, there’s take-out food involved. It’s basically the most perfect thing ever.
– (9)Cocktail shaker, bottle of bourbon, bottle of vermouth, (13)luxardo cherries. Stop at the corner market to pick up ice. Make the most lovely Manhattan cocktail because moving is hard and Honestly Yum has the best recipe to remedy that.
– Matches, (5)candles, and lightbulbs. Candles and matches for your sanity. Lightbulbs for any lights that might need some love. Darkness in a new home is no good at all.
– Air mattress, good clean sheets, and few pillows, and a (2)big throw. Stay cozy. Stay warm. The basics.
– Cat food and le liter box because we have to keep these fluffy animals content and happy.
– Laptop and all of your computer and phone chargers. How else are you going to binge-watch House of Cards on the air mattress?
– Checkbook and cash-money because it’s still weird but we should be the people that lose or checkbooks and cash-money always comes in handy when you’re moving.
The Morning After Box is meant to inspire unpacking and happiness. Mostly it’s all about coffee, bagels, and power tools:
– Your unpacking toolbox: cordless drill, those tiny ikea screw drivers, (8)scissors, and box cutter.
– A quick bagel run, extra cream cheese.
What’s in your essential move-in box? Let me know if I’ve forgotten anything important! Your additions below:
– Basic cleaning supplies. You’re totally right Helene!
– The television remote. Thank you, Pam!
– Small tool kit and a first aid kit. Thank you, Andrea!
– Chocolate and bottles of water. You’re so right, KC!
– A cat bed might be necessary. Thank you, Marina!
– Garbage bags, for real! You know it, Meridith!