During my 31 years on the planet, I’ve moved house a total of eight times. With all of this experience, you could be forgiven for thinking that I love moving house. The truth though, is that I hate it. The stress, the hassle, the frustration, the mess and the arguments. There’s very little to like about the entire ordeal – well unless you own a removal company.
Going to Uni at 18 years old was the start of my (kind of) nomadic existence. In four years, I’d gone from my family home in South Yorkshire, to Birmingham, to London, back to Birmingham and then back to London. After a number of years in the Capital, the missus and I moved to our current residence in Hertfordshire. That’s a hell of a lot of packing and unpacking.
They – whoever ‘they’ are – say that moving house is one of the most stressful experiences of your life. I tend to agree with that. Not only have you got the physical act of moving your stuff from A to B, but there’s everything else that comes with it – changing your address with millions of companies, not having internet for a week, having to buy new furniture, learning what day of the week the black bin goes out compared to the green etc.
If moving house is a pretty crap experience at the best of times, it can be a complete nightmare if things don’t go to plan. I’m not exaggerating when I say that I’ve had issues every time I’ve moved house. Some of these have been small, annoying things, but a couple have been pretty big, unexpected issues. Here’s three which spring to mind:
Moving House Fail 1 – The Stolen Sat Nav
During the Summer of 2006, I moved back to Birmingham for my final year of Uni after my placement in London. As is the duty of any parent, I’d roped my folks in to helping me with the move. With both mine and my dad’s cars loaded with stuff, we arrived at my new home – which just happened to be in a particularly rough area of the city.
In the time taken to unload the car and move the stuff into the house, someone had managed to break into the car and steal my dad’s Sat Nav – which, to be fair, he’d stupidly not taken off the window. Considering that the car was parked directly outside the house, was no more than three metres away from my new bedroom window and we were continually going back and forth between the car and the house, we’d stumbled upon a particularly opportunistic thief. A fantastic welcome to the neighbourhood.
Moving House Fail 2 – An Unexpected Treadmill Workout
In an attempt to get – and stay – fit, the missus has bought a fair bit of equipment in the past. Her most recent purchases have been kettlebells, but prior to this, we’ve seen things including a Wii Fit, exercise DVDs and a gym-sized treadmill.
The treadmill was delivered to our garage and the plan was for the missus and I to move this upstairs to the spare room. What we hadn’t factored in was the sheer weight of the equipment. Tipping the scales at over 80kg, we could barely lift it over the doorstep into the living room, let alone up 12 steps. A few years later, the treadmill remains in our living room as a random ornament. If we ever move again, I’m half tempted to leave it here rather than try to shift it again!
Moving House Fail 3 – Breaking And Entering
Having lived on Campus during my first year of Uni, the Summer of 2004 saw me move into my first ever shared house. I was moving in with a mate – who had lived in the same place the year before – and he’d sent me his keys in the post in advance so that I could get another set cut. Don’t ask me why the landlord didn’t have multiple sets.
With keys in hand, I arrived at the property in Birmingham. However, I found that the door had been locked with an additional lock which I didn’t have the key for. As I couldn’t get into the property and as the landlord didn’t answer his phone, I checked the back of the house and found a loose window. I managed to prise it open, climb inside and open the back door, thus gaining the ability to enter and exit my new home. I’d found a solution, but was pretty alarmed at how easy it was to break into. Unsurprisingly, I didn’t sleep very well that night.
Not the greatest of starts to life in a new home, eh? I doubt I’m alone with fails like this though. If Friends has taught me anything, it’s that people really struggle with furniture – “PIVOT”. Luckily, I’ve not had to move furniture myself as I didn’t own any. It wasn’t until our current house that we actually bought any, as previous accommodation was furnished.
If we do ever move house though, we’ll have to take all of our furniture with us – well apart from the bloody treadmill (see above)! Being the planning freak that I am – blame my previous job as a business consultant – I’d want to know that our stuff fits into the new place. I don’t want a ‘Ross moment’ on the stairs with a sofa or to discover that our bed is too big for the bedroom.
DFS Room Planner
Luckily, furniture experts DFS have come up with a handy Room Planner to help you out when it comes to moving house and arranging your rooms. Available both online and as an app, the Room Planner can be used to create a digital version of your room. You can then change things like the dimensions and decor, as well as adding furniture. Cleverly, you can use actual photos that you’ve taken or use your live camera to check out what different sofas would look like in your room.
Technology can be pretty awesome, particularly when used to take the stresses out of moving house. Come on then, ‘fess up and make me feel better about myself. Have you had any issues when moving home? Were your house moving fails down to bad luck or just stupidity? Let me know below!
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