MY MOVE & MY HOME

I moved this weekend. Finally. Into my own place. It has been a long time coming. Despite being incredibly grateful for my parent’s hospitality for a little over a year, let’s be honest, myself and two children, plus the grandparents, all under one roof, is a bit much. But again, I couldn’t be more grateful for the opening of their home to us.

Anyhow, I moved this weekend into a rental house. Now, moving is no joke. I was raised military and am an ex military wife, but I still absolutely despise moving. After moving every four years since I was born, I can pack a box like an OCD nut case. I can pack a car, trailer and U-Haul like Two Men and A Truck Employee of the Year. But I still despise moving. It is painful, exhausting and just plain in the way of an otherwise enjoyable weekend.

But what really got my goat and angered me to no ends? When I moved in, I didn’t have to do just the standard wipe of the cabinets really quick with a Clorox wipe before putting my own belongings in the cabinets/drawers. No, no, no, no…….I had to take elbow grease and a scrubby pad to the exterior of the cabinets, the interior of the cabinets and any other place where there was just plain caked up disgustingness on it. (I’m a germophobe by nature, but I hate dirty, I hate gross, I hate hate hate hate it). There were cobwebs in the corners at walls and ceilings. The toilet seats had to be replaced. There was zero question of whether I was going to scrub those. I assure you, I was not. Greatest $35 spent was on two toilet seats.

And do I think that on a day that is already expected to be painful and exhausting I should have to add cleaning to my list?????? The “ewwwwwwww” type cleaning that none of us enjoy doing? NOOOOOOOOOO!

Here’s the thing about moving…….was I just moving into a rental house? Yes. Was I just moving into another place with four walls, a kitchen sink, windows and floors? Yes.

However, my goal was to make this arbitrary house, my home…….

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I am not completely done, as you can see according to the photo above. But this is what I do for a living. This is what property management is all about. And this weekend I got to see the other side of things, that I haven’t seen in a very long time. I’ve been a homeowner since 2009, and now, after this weekend, I have a whole new respect for not just moving, but those that we help move. 

I’ve always said that it’s one of the reasons that I am so passionate about what we do. We don’t simply rent an apartment, we don’t sell ourselves and our property alone. We find people their next HOME. That’s huge. Their home is their solace. Where they find solitude. Where their children lay their heads. Where they eat their family meals. We have a huge responsibility to make it perfect.

 

 

1 Comment on MY MOVE & MY HOME

  1. Moving sucks. Our true community service is in making the destination the easiest part of the transition.

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