The Pre-Move Preparations: Decluttering and Packing
Moving Out Preparation: Initial Steps and Emotional Reflections
Honestly, the prospect of moving filled me with a strange mix of dread and excitement. Three years in that Leiden apartment – a significant chunk of my life – was coming to an end. I'm a sentimental person, so I knew this wouldn't be just another move; it felt like closing a chapter. The apartment tour video I made earlier captures what it looked like before the chaos began, if you're curious. We'd already spent the previous month selling furniture, donating clothes and books—a surprisingly emotional process in itself. This kind of emotional process often makes you weigh whether the difficult things about moving abroad are worth it in the end.
Friday was D-day for tackling the clothes. My closets and cabinets loomed, overflowing. The sheer volume surprised me, even after the initial decluttering. I started sorting into piles: 'keep,' 'donate,' and the dreaded 'maybe' pile – items I wasn't sure I wanted to lug to South America. Packing felt strangely therapeutic; each item held a memory, a story, and letting go was bittersweet. The struggle to choose between two backpacks was a real highlight, a surprisingly tough decision that consumed way more time than expected.
By evening, exhaustion hit. I'd packed my work computer, but the backpack dilemma continued to plague me. I'd initially overestimated how much I could fit; I had to ruthlessly cull my South America packing list. Feeling a bit defeated, but ultimately content with my progress, I crawled into bed, dreaming of a well-rested Saturday. The next morning brought renewed energy. A donation run, furniture disassembly, and a strategic repacking of the smaller backpack (much better this time!) boosted my spirits considerably. I finally felt in control again. The sense of accomplishment was palpable.