Well, after six weeks, our container finally arrived last Thursday!
We had been tracking it on line; watching a little dot cross the Atlantic, seeing it arrive in New Jersey, watching it leave New Jersey and irritatingly go to the big truck x-ray yard… They randomly scan containers to check that the inventory matches what they can see! Thankfully ours was given the all clear, so we only had to pay for the x-ray; not for a team of guys to open every box, look at the contents and then repack them…!?!
Finally it left, on a truck then a train then another truck. Then it sat for a few days, so near and yet so far, as we waited for the call to say that they could deliver it.
I had been a little worried that the truck wouldn’t make it up our drive, being on the narrow side and quite steep; but the driver did an amazing job and made it look easy. And, the Council kindly chopped off the tree branch that was going to hit the container, an hour before the truck arrived; I do like it when a plan comes together, and all credit to hubby for managing to sort that little issue out in the space of 24 hours! And, kudos to the Council for responding so quickly :)
It is difficult to describe the size of the truck, or the number of boxes, or how much space they now take up in our garage. So, here is the unpacking in photo story!
The truck arrives, reversing up the driveway. It only starts to slip back down once…
After taking bolt cutters to the security seal, the container is opened. Before long it is half empty, and our garage is starting to look a bit full…
And done! The 5yo is given a box so that he can empty the last box out of the container…
Our garage is now very full…
And we said goodbye to the truck!
It is a strange feeling to finally have all our stuff back together after two years. There are so many things that I know are in a box somewhere; photos, diaries, ornaments, keepsakes, memory boxes… It will be wonderful to find these things again.
The refrain of the last few weeks has been, we have one of those…in the container! Strange when we hadn’t felt that we’d missed any of it.
Although looking at the box mountain, with no visible labels, it may be quite some time before any of these things see the light of day again, so we’ll be saying it’s in the garage now :)
I’m not very sure what I’m going to do with it all, and I suspect that there will be cries of why on earth did I pack that..! Of course, much of the packing occurred in the panicked weeks before we first moved, when I had a newborn to deal with, so I am expecting the cries to be many, and loud :)
One thing is for sure, it will be an emotional journey unpacking these boxes. One that I am looking forward to; even though I know it will be a long and exhausting task.
While I have become much less of a hoarder since making this huge move, I still attach great sentiment to certain items. It will be wonderful to be surrounded by them again. I am very excited and so very pleased to have all my stuff in one place at last and, actually, can’t wait to start the task of unpacking.
We might need to do some decorating and buy some more furniture first though…
The story of my boxes is almost over, it started more than two years ago when we made the decision to move; it continued as we wondered what on earth we had been thinking. Six weeks ago I went back to the UK and saw them all packed into the container. Last week they were unpacked into our new garage. Now, all that remains is for their contents to find new homes within our new home.
I am also linking up with the wonderful Zaz for All About You, as the story of my boxes is as much a journey for me as it is for them.