Should I take my huge stuffed panda? Do I pack paper and pens, or wait until I get to college to buy school supplies? Will I need a winter parka? Can I fit my printer into my bags? These questions are typical for college students packing for the campus. For those attending school close to home, the answers are easy. Sure…stuff everything in the car! Yet for those of us attending a college outside of driving distance from home, it isn't that simple. Of course, we don't have a family automobile for lugging our things. But also, we are less likely to return home during the year to re-supply with forgotten items and seasonal clothes.
Therefore, for us long-distancers, packing and shipping are high stakes activities. We must predict our needs for several seasons and semesters. And of course, there is the challenge of getting our belongings several states away. Even though I live near Philadelphia, my college of choice was in California. When my long-awaited acceptance letter arrived, I believed I could finally relax. After the college application process, financial aid procedures, and high school graduation, there was no more planning--or so I thought.
For context, it's important to say that I like to think of myself as organized. I applied to colleges early. I learned the financial aid process and arranged loans. I bought my plane ticket to college four months in advance. My class schedule was set, my dorm selected, and I was eager to start classes. But suddenly, when August arrived and college was three weeks away, I had a surprise. I realized that I had not planned appropriately for the physical move. Oh no! I needed to decide what to take, how to pack, and how to get my belongings all the way across the country. Yet I did not know where to turn. Throughout the earlier steps toward college, there had been assistance from teachers, guidance counselors, financial aid experts, and college admissions folks. But for this, I believed I was on my own.
Originally, I had expected to fit my belongings in two suitcases and whisk them away with me when I took off for California at the end of the month. But as my packing list grew, reality struck. I would never fit what I needed for an entire year into two suitcases. Or even four suitcases. Or five. And even if I could, airlines had weight limits, size limits, and high fees for extra bags. Panic set in. What should have been a positive time turned into several weeks of worry?
I finally found three enormous flattened boxes on a neighbor's curb that were put out for recycling. I lugged them home, taped them together, and filled them to the brim with all my things, with no rhyme or reason to the packing. Because the boxes were almost hip-high, my mom and I dragged them (literally) to the back of our old van, wrenched them inside, and drove them to a shipper we found through an internet search. I had no idea if I packed correctly or what shipping might cost. But at this point, I felt there was no choice.
Yes, eventually my things made their way across the country. Yet it took a lot of guessing, hope, and luck. How to ship? How to pack? What were the costs? Were there options? I was shipping more than small parcels, yet certainly, I was not moving a household. I've heard that we learn the most when we make mistakes. I have certainly become wiser about shipping, even though I learned the hard way. So, looking back, and finally breathing a sigh of relief, I have some thoughts that may help someone else:
Because I put things off and was inexperienced, I discovered too late that part of a comfortable college transition is stress-free shipping. However, I have three more years to not only do things differently but also to share lessons learned the hard way. So maybe procrastination has some benefits after all.