Whoorl’s Packing Adventure

Thursday, December 6th

5:30 a.m. – Wake up. Still on East Coast time. Shower off the previous day’s airplane muck since I was too exhausted when I arrived home late.

5:45 a.m. – Chat with D for 5 minutes before he leaves for the new house to meet the contractor. He confirms that indeed the movers are arriving in 48 hours.

6:00 a.m. – Unpack toiletries from luggage. Just toiletries, though. Leave the rest in there. Might as well.

6:15 a.m. – Check Facebook. Twitter. Return emails.

6:45 a.m. – Too excited to wait any longer to see the kiddos. Stand outside their door, waiting to hear any sign of life. Wita coos.

6:46 a.m. – Bust in the room. Do a happy dance. We all jump for joy. Mommy’s home. Give them their presents. A Yoshi Remote Control Go Kart for Wito, and Wita’s first Barbie. (I bought Disney Princess Ballet Belle because she wears yellow, Wita’s favorite color. I probably should have bought her the regular princess dress Belle, but have you seen how much glitter is on those princess dresses? HELL TO THE NO ON THAT.)

7:00 a.m. – Make lunches for school. Get kids ready. Catch up on their week so far.

8:00 a.m. – Leave for school drop off. Drive straight home because it’s time to pack. For reals this time. NO MORE PROCRASTINATING.

9:00 a.m. – Eat some trail mix. Check Facebook. Check Twitter. Return emails. Organize inbox. Call my mom.

10:00 a.m. – Think about packing. Maybe I’ll start in the kitchen? Maybe I should tidy up the bedroom first? Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.

10:30 a.m. – You know, my body is still on EST. I should eat lunch. Sounds like a good day for In-n-Out. It will be a quick trip.

10:45 a.m. – Drive to In-n-Out.

11:10 a.m. – Return home. Eat lunch. Think about packing. It’s time to get serious. I have to leave in 3 hours to get the kids and THIS IS IT. Get crackin’, Sarah!

11:30 a.m. – Pack three boxes in the kitchen.

12:00 p.m. – Check Facebook. Check Twitter. Return a few emails.

12:20 p.m. – Freak out when I remember a realtor is showing the house at 2:30pm and it’s a wreck. (Of course it is. I’ve been gone for three days, remember?) Proceed to lightly clean entire house.

1:20 p.m. – You know what needs organizing? My purse. Clean it out – go through receipts. Call my mom. Watch a stop-motion Super Mario video on You Tube.

1:40 p.m. – It would probably be a good idea to run some errands before picking up the kids. I need to take care of some REALLY pressing issues like dropping off a package at the post office and returning a library book that is due in two weeks.

1:45 p.m. – Pack one box. (That makes a grand total of three if you’re counting.) Leave house. Run errands.

3:15 p.m. – Return from errands and school pickup. Feed kids snacks. Hang out. Make a few lists. Call my dad.

4:00 p.m. – Pack four boxes in the kitchen. Exhausting.

4:30 p.m. – Play a Thomas the Train/Barbie Belle/Super Mario Kart mash up with the kids. (This is the ULTIMATE display of procrastination, as I am just not a ‘get on the floor and play with the kids’ type.)

5:00 p.m. – Make dinner. Text D to bring home wine.

6:00 p.m. – D arrives. Looks a little confused since the house essentially looks like it did when he left at 6 in the morning. Crack open the wine. Drink wine.

6:30 p.m. – Pack a few more boxes because I’m feeling watched.

7:00 p.m. – Dance party with the kids. The Black Keys. Air guitar. Get them ready for bed.

7:30 p.m. – Kids down. Pull the time change card again. It’s 10:30 in New York! I’m exhausted! I need to sleep!

8:00 p.m. – Facebook. Twitter. Return a few emails. Oh, a sale at Madewell.com! Hmmm, did I ever receive credit for that return? Check credit card account. Check every existing online account in my name.

8:45 p.m. – Stare at the ceiling.

9:00 p.m. – Lights out. There’s always tomorrow. Maybe I’ll feel the pressure then.


Approximately 18 boxes packed

Approximately 12,568 boxes not packed

24 hours until movers arrive


  1. Maggie

    December 7, 2012 at 8:55 am

    Do you realize how much this procrastination is stressing out your Type A readers? Why don’t you just let us come over and pack FOR you?

    • whoorl

      December 7, 2012 at 9:02 am

      Hahaaaaa, I promise that I am the most Type A/borderline OCD person you will ever meet, but I thrive under pressure when it comes to things like packing. Never fear, though! I FEEL THE PRESSURE NOW. AM PACKING THIS MINUTE. It will be done and be beautifully organized by room/purpose for the movers tommorrow morning. (Fingers crossed.)

  2. berlin hair baby

    December 7, 2012 at 9:03 am

    i loved this post and I was totally in your shoes last year when we moved stateside! hire someone :-)

  3. Martha

    December 7, 2012 at 9:32 am

    This is pretty much the story of my life right now, except replace packing with “write a master’s thesis”.

  4. erin cooper

    December 7, 2012 at 9:58 am

    You are so bananas. Also — I’m procrastinating right now too. I should be working and now I’m reading AND commenting on your procrastination.

  5. sarah

    December 7, 2012 at 10:53 am

    “Check every existing online account in my name.”
    Yeah, that’s why “balancing my checkbook” turns into spreadsheets, graphs, wine, comfy clothes…

  6. Diana

    December 7, 2012 at 11:19 am

    This is exactly like everything I do in life. Good luck today.

  7. Torrie @ a place to share...

    December 7, 2012 at 11:43 am

    i can SO relate with your “getting-things-done” approach/techniques(?).

    good luck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  8. Alice Q. Foodie

    December 7, 2012 at 12:36 pm

    Oh man, this is totally going to be me next weekend. I keep saying I’m going to start packing, but in the meantime we have to live here, and my husband is a neat freak – so we can’t just tear the place apart. I have a feeling I’m going to be making a call to AmVets and just tell them to come get it all after about half a day.

    • whoorl

      December 7, 2012 at 2:08 pm

      I so feel you! I think half off the local Goodwill’s current inventory is from our house.

  9. Liv Moore

    December 7, 2012 at 2:29 pm

    What a great post! Also, wanted to stop by and tell all parents about an awesome contest to win a $1,500 online shopping spree at Oscar De La Renta Childrenswear! Here is the link: http://www.elizabethstreetcontests.com/oscardelarenta/


  10. Sonja von Franck

    December 7, 2012 at 2:39 pm

    My heart is pounding. I thrive on pressure and procrastinate like a boss but, I can’t take it. You’re scaring me!!

  11. Kristen Howerton

    December 7, 2012 at 2:43 pm

    This is my life. Right now. Exactly. We need someone to come yell at us. Like a boot camp person for packing.

    • whoorl

      December 7, 2012 at 2:51 pm

      I am reading and commenting on your comment right now. Not packing. WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE? A gun pointed at my head? 18 hours until go time.

  12. Andrea @ Mama in the City

    December 7, 2012 at 3:55 pm

    This post is stressing me out!! I get the time change tired feeling…but how can you not have packed more boxes! I’d have exchange that wine for a big cup of java and packed and packed and packed. Oh well! Somehow it does ALL get done.

  13. Michelle

    December 10, 2012 at 7:45 am

    I love this post, especially “pack some more boxes because I’m feeling watched”. I just went through this about a week ago and I think my husband watching me was the only reason some things got packed! Hope you’re settling in!