Moving Madness: Why Do I Have So Much Stuff?!

As much as I’m absolutely thrilled about moving into our own space, let’s be real—packing is a NIGHTMARE! One minute you’re excited, the next you’re drowning in a sea of boxes, random knick-knacks, and things you swore you’d lost years ago.

Since we started packing at the beginning of the month, I keep finding things that make me either nostalgic or just plain confused. “Oh, that’s where that went!” has become my catchphrase. And, of course, having a child means double the accumulation. I swear half of our moving truck is going to be Valeria’s toys, clothes, and random baby things she outgrew eons ago.

I’ve been trying to de-clutter as I go—donation piles, garbage bags, the works—but let’s be honest, I’ve mostly just packed everything up and will deal with it later. (Future me is gonna love that.) Selling things online? Ha! I tried. People are so flaky, and everyone wants to haggle over already cheap prices. I’d rather just donate it and call it a day.

Saturday is D-Day for dropping off donations and garbage, so that’s at least one less thing to worry about before the final move. And since we’re currently in my parents’ basement (no shame, they were lifesavers), I’ll be coming back next week to clean it spotless. Much easier when there’s nothing left in the fridge or pantry to deal with!

But man, this is pure chaos! Wrapping things, shoving them into boxes and bags, dismantling furniture—it’s exhausting! And yet, only one week remains, so I have no choice but to power through.

Wish me luck, because I’m going to need it!

Wherever you are in the world, have a wonderful day or night!

Ciao!!