They have travelled from Scotland to Australia together, and after 3 months exactly my shipping items have arrived.
I have been so excited for them to arrive and I’ve been very impatient over the last 90 days. After all, 3.5 years worth of stuff was in there.
I poured a pretty decent amount of time into packing this box and suitcase. There is exactly 30 kgs in each, do you know how hard a task that is? It involved a lot of those ‘suck the air out with a vacuum’ bags and tetris like maneuvering.
All in the name of possession.
There are things in there that I am excited to see – Theodore’s baby book (that I’m super behind on), my wedding dress and shoes, travel diaries and my Dirty Rotten Scoundrels DVD.
This afternoon I opened them up and unpacked them. I was excited to smell my things that smelt like Scotland, ‘home’ and my husband (not in a creepy way) but upon the great unveiling I felt a bit deflated at the waft of that mothball, old lady, charity store smell. I’m convinced there was a little old lady on that ship trying on my things for the last 90 days.
My aunty even text me to ask if it was like Christmas, and in a way it was. You know when you countdown to Christmas and it seems to get bigger and bigger and then the day comes, and although it’s good the anticipation of Christmas is always better.
Well the unpacking was a little bit like that.
Now that I think about it some sort of music about voyages could have helped to draw me into the task of unpacking. I’m thinking that instrumental score from Pocahontas when John Smith is on the ship. Very Dramatic!!
At least I had a little helper.
But even he didn’t look that excited.
He was much happier to be on the verandah in the sun watching The Wiggles than helping mum with boring things like unpacking.
And now that I’ve unpacked I look at these things that I had to ship and realise that if need be I probably could have managed without a lot of it.