(Side Note: Until the separate Paris Blog feed gets all setup in the next few weeks, both posts will be fed into this/current feed. Hang tight, you might just enjoy the content! And, in case you missed it – we’re moving to Paris! As noted before, both Bobbie and Ray will be posting to this, and in this case it’s Bobbie. The author name at the top of the feed should show you which one of us is posting, or on the site, at the bottom of the post.)
Once we received the final word on Ray’s new job and we knew we would be moving overseas, “Operation House Cleaning” was immediately put into motion. The mission was simply to clean up the house, and de-clutter it as much as possible so we could show it on the rental market. The below photo is at the peak of moving items into a spare bedroom for sorting.
Since The Boss lived the lush life as a bachelor here in the DC area for close to 6 years before I came crashing in, he had lots of great space in his house to store all of his… well, stuff. Then once I showed up and moved in I brought with me more stuff. Thus when you put the two of us together you get a lot of stuff.
With the guest room closets packed with everything from Halloween costumes to large stock pots, and the attic stuffed to the brim with suitcases, bike boxes, and childhood memorabilia we decided (as per the photo above) to just tear everything out of their storage places and start ruthlessly deciding what will stay and what will go!
Slowly but surely the giant pile started to dwindle and new smaller piles started to form.
Soon we were staging new piles in the garage. These were categorized as “garbage”, “recycling”, and “Salvation Army”.
Yup, my car made more trips where the back was packed to the brim than I can even count!
But like I said, slowly but surely things started to clear up. Until finally the worst of the storm had passed!
I’d like to take a moment here for an instant replay.
This was a proud moment for me! We came, and we conquered. Sadly, celebrations didn’t last long, we still had the kitchen to take on.
But just like the upstairs, the kitchen also weathered the storm!
Some of the cookbooks, however, didn’t. Soon family and friends were receiving picture texts and email messages similar to below with the one liner “first come, first serve”.
There were other victims of the move as well. This one, I’m not sure I’ll ever quite recover from. My pet Sharky didn’t make it. Don’t worry, there might be a future pet Sharky in our new place…
The last thing that we did to make the house as de-cluttered as possible was to make a few trips to our rental storage space to drop off large ticket items we didn’t want in the house for the time being. Ray himself, was one of those big ticket items that I brought to get stored.
We’ll talk more about all our fun experience with the storage unit and our brush with the life of Storage Wars – there’s an entire underworld to storage units we never knew existed!
In the end, the house was sparkling and spacious, and ready for potential renters to view. But just like a cheesy prime time TV show, you’ll have to wait until next time to see the photos of the house finale!
Thanks for reading!