What a day it has been. I don't even know where to begin.
My mom arrived in London yesterday and I am so thankful that she did. Our shipment was supposed to come at 8:30am, but at 8:30 the unloading crew arrived and our truckload of stuff did not. The driver was stuck in traffic and would be at our flat at 10:00am. That time mark came and went; the driver would now be here at noon but in the meantime the unloading crew had to leave to attend to another shipment. At 11:45am the truck arrived, but our unloading crew was nowhere to be found. Finally at 12:15pm, the circus was accounted for and ready to begin unloading.
Boxes upon boxes came into our flat. They were piled high like a kid's fort. I thought we'd gotten a pretty large place with lots of storage, but when we began putting our stuff in it, it suddenly didn't seem that roomy anymore. They began unpacking things and putting them on every flat surface they could find. This moving is different than any other I've ever experienced because instead of slowly being able to unpack while you move, it felt as though all of our stuff was just dumped out at once. Everything was in disarray, and clutter in my living spaces seriously bothers me. And then they unpacked one of the boxes with a damaged, caved in corner. Out came our Wedding Guest Book, the cover bent and ruined beyond repair.
A few other things were damaged in the move, but they can all be replaced. Our guests' signatures and well wishes cannot. I was defeated and exhausted... but I cannot tell you how nice it was to have my mom there with me. I don't know how I would've handled it had she not been. Aaron thinks we can possibly save the pages of the book and just replace the cover; he's also my level head when I get emotional... which I never do, right? ; )
At least we now finally have our shipment though. The only other silver lining is that the moving company was delivering one more shipment after ours: Anthony Hopkin's furniture. Pretty cool that our boxes shared a truck with his items. Ummm, I think they may have forgotten to unload something else? : )
Tonight I poured myself a large glass of Barons wine from our home shipment and it is delicious: another little piece of Seattle that I'm grateful for. Our flat is nowhere near put together - but it's getting there, and I'll take that.
Sorry to hear about your wedding book dear! But regardless of what happens to that book, the sentiments and love and well wishes that were written inside remain just as true as the day you were married. We all love you and are so proud of and happy for you as you take on this adventure!! :)
ReplyDeleteThank goodness your mom is there... I know that overwhelming feeling that comes with unpacking. You will have it all put away in no time. When we come over, maybe Jake and I should bring an extra bag to take on the plane ride home for things that you don't have room for (you know, like half of those bottles of wine... heh heh). ;)
Can't wait to see the progress when we face time Thursday!! <3 you!!!
Really sorry to hear about the damage of part of your shipment and your wedding guest book, of all things, I feel your pain! And glad you have excellent support and help during this week of settling in. You'll have the flat put together and be hosting your first dinner party before you know it!
ReplyDeleteSomethings only a Mother can "fix" and I am glad yours is with you on this day. And glad for a steady husband to ground us when we need it. Your wedding book is now not just a reminder of that wonderful day, but also of the journey it, and you, are taking. Enjoy another glass of wine:-) Love you!
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