Packing Day: The Beautiful Mess Before the Next Chapter

Hey Roomies!

Today’s video isn’t styled shelves or perfectly placed pillows. It’s tape guns, cardboard boxes, and the kind of quiet moments that sneak up on you when you least expect them.

It’s packing day.

Wednesdays are usually my filming days, and this one just happened to fall on organizing and packing my closet and office. So the camera stayed on. Because this part of moving? It’s just as real as the “after.”

Watch the full packing day video here: https://youtu.be/0mGzTFMJ844

The Glamorous Reality of Letting Go

Let’s be honest — packing is not glamorous. It’s messy. It’s dusty. It’s “why do I still own this?” energy. And yet, it’s one of the most emotionally layered parts of moving.

This time, I wasn’t doing it alone. You’ll meet the incredible team from Nikki Organizes — women I’ve trusted through so many seasons. They’ve helped me clear closets, organize pantries, transition Alexa’s wardrobe as she grows, and even sort through some of the hardest belongings after my husband passed.

This wasn’t just organizing.
It was shrinking down a life so we could carry it forward.

Nothing Ever Goes Perfectly (And That’s Fine)

We ran out of packing materials.
There were funny moments about being unexpectedly on camera.
And once again, we were reminded that you never truly know what you need until you’re in the middle of it.

That’s life. Rarely polished. Often unplanned. Still moving forward anyway.

When Packing Becomes Personal

What I didn’t fully expect was how emotional this day would feel.

Packing means opening drawers you haven’t touched in years. It means uncovering memories you forgot were there. Preschool drawings my husband had saved. Papers he kept. And at one point, finding his ashes tucked quietly in my closet.

There’s something about holding a box and realizing this isn’t just “getting ready.”
We are actually leaving.

Not just a house — but a chapter.

Teaching Alexa About Change

Alexa and I have been having a lot of conversations lately. About change. About emotions. About what it means to say goodbye to the house she calls her “childhood home.”

She’s learning something powerful:
Feeling sad doesn’t mean you’re ungrateful.
It means you’re human.

And honestly? I think we’re both discovering strength we didn’t know we had.

Moving isn’t just physical. It’s emotional. It’s layered. It’s saying thank you while also saying goodbye.

The In-Between Season

There’s something about this stage that feels tender and grounding all at once. It’s the in-between. The part where everything looks worse before it gets better.

Closets are emptied. Walls are bare. The house echoes a little louder.

But beneath the mess is something steady: growth.

Packing is proof that we lived here fully. That we loved deeply. That this space held us through joy and heartbreak and everything in between.

And now? It’s making room for what’s next.

Strength, Softness & Moving Forward

This chapter feels messy and sacred at the same time. It’s a reminder that strength doesn’t always look loud. Sometimes it looks like folding clothes into a box while holding back tears. Sometimes it looks like letting your daughter ask hard questions. Sometimes it looks like pressing record anyway.

If you’d like to walk through this very real part of the moving process with us, you can watch the full video here: https://youtu.be/0mGzTFMJ844

Thank you for letting me share this chapter with you — the organizing, the uncertainty, the laughter, the ache, and the quiet growth happening underneath it all.

As always, roomies…
I look forward to creating with you