Let me just put it out there… there is no easy way to move when you’ve got a couple of young kids. Sure, you could hire movers, you could hire packers, you can hire cleaners, but at the end of the day you’re in a new space, your old stuff doesn’t fit quite right, and for a few nights nobody gets enough sleep because everything is a little strange in the dark.
In case you don’t pick up subtle clues when smashed over the head with them, we just moved. We moved from a rather large house that we were renting, to a somewhat smaller townhouse that we now own.
We hired the movers and the cleaners, which is great. But the packing which took forever, and the unpacking which is destined to never end, is a royal pain in the arse. The bulk of it had to be completed with a 4 and 6 year old underfoot who just wanted to be played with. The rest of it is being unpacked in short bursts after the kids have gone to bed.
I really hope our neighbours don’t suck because I am not doing this again for a long, long time!