It's all starting to happen. Our first shipment of household goods is scheduled to be packed and loaded for Spain sometime today. Tomorrow someone from another moving company comes to inventory the bulk of household goods that will be packed next week to be shipped weeks down the road. Thursday will bring yet a different moving company to pack and load the items that will go to storage for two years.
Are you confused yet? I know my head is spinning a little from all the details... different dates, different packers, different shipments of household goods. Slow this carnival ride down!
Our boys are trying to take in all this information too. The 11-year-old doesn't seem to be too concerned with all that's going on, other than the fact that he's going to miss his friends. He's not complaining, nor is he despondent, but he's not doing somersaults either. He's just doing his own thing, oblivious to all the planning and preparation. The 8-year-old, on the other hand, is simply confused and continues to ask the same questions over and over until we want to pull our hair out.
Now when are we moving again? Okay, so when do we go into a hotel? And when do we get on the plane? Give me strength! If he's asked these questions once, he's asked them a hundred times. I almost wish we hadn't told him any details so he wouldn't continue this never-ending game of 20 questions.
Both boys seemed fairly untouched regarding this move until asked to help pick out beloved personal items to pack in the express shipment. What a chore that turned out to be! They were terribly confused about what to put in their backpacks for the plane trip and what to put in the express shipment. It took way longer than expected. It was painful, people!
Hopefully we can get through the next couple of weeks without having to resort to taking mood-enhancing drugs or drinking to excess. Have mercy!
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