I grew up moving around a lot. We lived in various places in the world and it was always an adventure. When I got older, I realized it was a heavy task. My parents did a lot of work to move each time. Whenever we moved, they made sure they set up the necessities right away. We always had a moving company take care of the actual move, so we were never driving a rental truck around. We used moving storage options every time. We usually had to pack the absolute necessities to be shipped early. That required a certain amount of moving storage logistics. When we would move overseas, we had many shipments that had to live in a moving storage warehouse until we could move into our house. By the time our belongings were actually delivered, we usually knew the moving guys by name.
You would think I would be a whiz at all this moving storage hoopla after years of practice. I was under that assumption, until we decided to renovate our house. Were were required to pack up many things and move to a little part of the house for months. We decided to contact a moving storage business and have a transportable box delivered for the belongings we needed to store. They brought it to our curb and we moved things into it at our leisure. When we had everything packed in the container, the moving storage company took it to their warehouse. It was super easy and we had a key to access the contents whenever we needed. The place was clean and air conditioned. We called the moving storage people when our remodeling project was done, the container was brought to our curbside again and we unpacked at our leisure.
If the story was that simple, I would have been able to maintain my moving maven status. It is all attributable to a small moving storage mishap we should have foreseen, but did not. We ended up moving out of the house entirely, after an unfortunate incident that involved the contractors forgetting to turn off our central air system before cutting into a concrete foundation. I fell apart. We were expecting our second child at the time. It was freezing outside and I had to rush my belly and my child out of the house within a matter of minutes, when the house began to fill with small particulate concrete material. My husband rushed home in a taxi to help. He covered everything in plastic and grabbed things for an overnight bag. We spent a couple weeks at houses of friends and family until we found a temporary apartment. To my dismay, it was not at all how I expected it to go. I made a point during that frantic moving storage adventure to tell my mom and dad how amazing and courageous it was for them to make moving in my childhood feel so effortless. Related Topics Pod storage Storage Packrat Self-service moving Self-service moving

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