No, that’s not a typo. I can’t really talk about cleaning my house. At best, I’m a work-in-progress with that goal. But, as an industrial engineer focusing on life at home with little ones, I can take the opportunity to search out ways to use my background to make things run more efficiently, and that’s what Lean Systems are all about. I haven’t done a very good job of this in the past, but recently a new opportunity has presented itself.
A move. A chance to start over and try again.
In the last few months, our family decided to move, packed up most of our things, left for vacation for a few weeks, packed some more, and moved to a new house in a new state. It’s been nearly six years since our last move, and we’ve welcomed three children in that time, so I was not only out-of-practice with moving, but also, there were a lot more considerations this time.
The last time I faced a major down-sizing move was when I left my 2-bedroom loft apartment for an out-of-state move to share an apartment with a friend while we went to graduate school. I was able to store a lot of the “stuff” that was dear to me but not particularly needed for school at my grandma’s house until I would return. I was in the apartment for a year, then moved to a house with my new husband. We moved again after a year and a half, back to my home state, where I could be reunited with those things I’d nearly forgotten about, at least to some extent. We had a 2-bedroom house for a year, so most of the non-essential items remained boxed up in the basement.
Then, finally, we bought a house. A five-bedroom house. A house with enough room for all of my “stuff.” We inherited furniture. We bought furniture. We were given some of my grandmothers’ dishes. (Which I cherish!) We acquired all the “baby stuff” new parents need. My parents gave me the things they’d kept for me from when I was young.
And, I, by nature, seem inclined to keep everything.
Over the summer, as we prepared for this move, I tried to pack the non-essential things when I had time. (Have you packed with young children around? The long-forgotten toy is suddenly whisked out of the box and cannot be parted with. Or, I hear, “What’s that?” as little hands reach for a breakable gift from a dear friend.) As time went on, I found I liked the extra space in the cabinets. Sure, I missed my muffin tins a few times, but I didn’t have time to be baking much anyway.
When we arrived at our new home, we got the house fully operational fairly quickly – kitchen, bathrooms, beds, dressers were put together within a day or two. The garage was still packed full of boxes, but I could prepare meals, the girls had some toys to entertain them, and we could sleep comfortably.
…To Be Continued…