![]() I don’t think the couch was very forgiving after spending months in a container ship. Please give me 3/4 of an inch.’ I begged and pleaded. ‘Please couch – I know you’ve been through alot in the last 5 months but I need 3/4 of an inch – that’s all. So we went down and took all the wrapping from the move off and I actually talked to the couch. And they can’t get any bigger, even if you take the windows out, because of the custom shutters that come down in tracks. Our living room window is broken up into sections that are 43 inches. I don’t care about the height because it passed that test. I got into the elevator with a confident smug swagger that only a truly organized person pull off. Yup, I was at the top of my organizational game. I was feeling pretty proud of myself and my ability to cram things in every nook and hidden crannies. Tonight we went down to the garage after I was done unpacking the rest of the stuff and putting it away. Who needs 5 pairs of high suede boots here? I brought 3 pairs of rubber boots! What was I thinking?īut that isn’t the capper. But as I placed my shoes, boots and sandals lovingly into their new, hidden home, I started counting and, well, I’m just ridiculous. I knew Jeff was barely using his closet so he wouldn’t even think about the drawers under the bed. And those drawers are mostly covered by the duvet. What the hell was I going to do? I looked around and then I remembered we have drawers under the bed we bought. So I started pulling out drawers and cabinets. She had 2 boxes of shoes for herself – OK, I’m a baaad influence. Emilie just shook her head but she wasn’t one to talk. But where to put them? The only place I had to spare was in the kitchen Gabinete and I knew the minute he got hungry I’d be ratted out. Yeah, I knew I had a problem anyway but today it was in my face and before Jeff got home I needed to find somewhere for 5 boxes of shoes in El Compartimiento. Luckily, Jeff had run an errand when I pulled them out of the pile in the dining room. My most egregious and embarrassing miscalculation was my discovery that I had 5 full boxes of shoes that were just for me. But living here I don’t think there will be a day that we’ll need either of those. OK, if we ever go to Iceland again I have my Canada Goose parka and Jeff’s Mountain Hardwear parka. ![]() I appears my ‘What if we ever…?’ philosophy might have gone a little too far. I unpacked the vacuum packed bags of our clothes and it seems we brought more than I remembered. Her books, photos and all the small things that mean so much to her. Emilie unpacked the boxes in her room and it’s just about like it was in the US – only 5 times smaller. ![]() Our wedding photo and some of the art that we had on the walls. Emilie and I had fun reminiscing about each one and telling funny stories about where they were purchased and some crazy thing that happened. Tonight, I put them all on the fridge and he came home and smiled. I loved the reminder of all the things we did together. Jeff always hated how junky it made it look in an open plan kitchen. Our refrigerator magnet collection from trips we took as a family. The things that, when you surround yourself with them, make you feel like you’re truly home. Then there were the more sentimental things. Our bedding from home – sheets and towels that we could have bought locally but we loved them too much to leave behind. We spent the day unpacking boxes and washing things. All the tools for his first love – the motorcycle. Jeff’s computer stuff and his keyboard that he’s been waiting for. My pans are here too! And our golf clubs and bikes. We just have to take it to a local place to get the plug/cord swapped out. Jeff checked the amperage (I don’t even pretend to understand it) and it works on the electricity here. All our flatware and my box of odds and ends kitchen stuff. More of my Crate and Barrel dishes – yup. And unpacking was so much fun! All my kitchen stuff that was of such interest to US Customs and Border control made it with only one glass pot lid that was shattered. Seeing our things again was like reconnecting with old friends. Emilie stayed down by the truck to make sure no one made off with any boxes while the guys were filling the lobby. I was on cloud nine watching them go back and forth. We needed to measure it before I schedule the crane service. As planned, we had them bring all the boxes and bikes up to our apartment and we put the sofa in our parking space in the garage. They found parking and unloaded in record time. Don’t have time for it so all that nonsense was in my rear view mirror 30 seconds after the first dolly load crossed our door step. I’m not a person who has ever held a grudge. It actually came with a phone call and three guys who could not have been nicer. Well, since it’s so bloody hot and humid I sort of wish it actually did, but our stuff ARRIVED at 1pm today.
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