Did I mention I'm moving? Today I moved forward with my labeling system
and have officially put 5 boxes into a friend's borrowed van. Which
sits in my driveway waiting, wondering why there aren't more boxes.
Let me tell you about my system. First, I bought brightly colored
paper. Then I cut each page into quarters. Each color is then added to
a master list and coordinated with a heading: "kitchen, creative,
gardening, bedroom/clothing," etc. As the boxes are filled, I typed
out, in 26 point type, what's inside. On white paper. Twice, with about
3 inches between. Those labels are taped to the center of a colored
paper (strategically coordinated so that "gardening books" is taped
atop a piece of purple paper that's meant to indicate, from afar, that
books are inside) and folded over the right, front side of the box.
Then taped down with serious tape. Now if I'm standing in the doorway
of my big, honkin' storage unit and I need books, I can quickly scan
the room and find the stacks of boxes with labels I can't read from
that far, but if those labels have purple backgrounds, then I'll know
it's books. That is, if I remember to print out a key and tape it to
the wall by the door of my storage unit.
Speakin' of my storage unit, which is big enough to drive two cars into
and for which I got a great deal and only have to pay 1/2 price for the
first three months which is so cool since I've been struggling with a
personal "situation" that's kept me far away from my scheduled
activities and I haven't put one single thing in that storage unit.
No mind, I will tomorrow, and in time all personal situations will be
behind me (the law of averages tells me this, see, and my faith in
humanity and positive outcomes, along with my Daddy's optimist gene
passed on to me,) I'll be out of the house and living with a friend
before embarking upon my string-o-travels. And when I need to find a
book, I'll know right where they are.
That's the plan, anyway...