Packing is a b… under the best of circumstances but packing for a 1-year absence is a different ballgame altogether. Between the three of us we have 4 suitcases (thanks to my Gold status I get to take a second, which – I was told from the beginning – I was not to consider my second suitcase but the family suitcase) 50 lbs each plus the usual carry-on. So 200 lbs of luggage minus weight of suitcases to haul a year’s worth of stuff – that focuses the mind – or at least one should think.
My first instinct was to pack some favorite memorabilia, lots of clothing so we don’t have to buy anything there plus all the important business cards I need for my job, jewelry, documents, paper work – until I noticed (and, really, I should have known this before and somehow did but repressed the knowledge) that a) paper is heavy, b) shoes are heavy and c) winter clothing is – you guessed it – heavy. Since any additional suitcase costs $200 to ship the tasks has changed now from: let’s take as much as we can so we don’t have to get it here to “is it cheaper to buy a pair of jeans for my son here and take it or cheaper to buy it here?” Now everything I put on the “take with” pile is second guessed, weighed in my hands, critically compared to other stuff of similar weight: wool sweater vs. 2 pairs of sandals? The poster I wanted to take for decorating the apartment vs. Mexican and Japanese spices I am not sure I can get there? Business cards vs. documents?
Once you start paring the list down you start wondering whether it is worth taking anything. If only very special things get to go, what makes something special? Some things are easy, I know my son will not leave without his bear, he is 10 but he loves that raggedy old thing that he had since his first day. My husband will not travel without at least two computers and a spare monitor but will probably think three t-shirts are plenty. And I, I don’t know what is important anymore. I know I need a computer, and a few business suits, my camera and iPhone but in addition to that everything else is in a grey zone – important? yes, but that important? Important enough to claim one of the “by invitation only, limited edition” spaces in my suitcase?
I am sure I’ll figure it out – and if not, I can always get a pair of shoes or a sweater – but it is weird to have to make these decisions and oscillating between “I have to bring this else life isn’t worth living” to “nah, it does not make the final 50lbs after all” and the ultimate: “am I willing to spend $200 for a fifth suitcase to take this?”
One thing is for certain, packing suitcases and packing up part of the house is certainly an exercise that should be undertaken more frequently. There is so much stuff that just accumulates and never gets dealt with and now we are forced to do it. Besides the superficial clutter of piles of sweaters and socks lying around getting ready to be packed up the house hasn’t looked so clean and airy in a long time!