Our stuff has arrived!

Hurray oh yes it surely did arrive early last Friday morning, all 200 items we’re unloaded by lunch time by two strong Aussie lads, then came the fun bit for me to unpack all the boxes.

I had such fun, the boxes we’re labelled by room it came from and a rough description, like, pots glass ornaments and everything from the kitchen was wrapped in tons of chippy paper. It was addictive, I was getting snowed under which what I’d unpacked but I just couldn’t stop, Friday night I stayed up late unpacking, I couldn’t go to sleep before i unpacked some DVD’s sorted out the TV, watched a film whilst unpacking more.

It was like pass the parcel hundreds and hundreds of times. I would unwrap one layer, then another then I still didn’t know what it was and finally wrapped the last layer, it would have been cool to video some of my reactions when each object was revealed. There we’re moments of joy as I played the story of each item through my mind, like ‘ahh my Steve gave me this for my birthday’ or ‘my friend gave me this when I got married’ stuff like that, and then there was the ‘why did we bring this?’ and ‘oh no as an object brought back memories I would rather forget’ you get a whole lives memories and emotions in one go, I didn’t cry, lots of smiling and laughing so I’m a lucky gal.

So over the weekend I gradually unpacked, found homes for things, cleaned things (still ongoing, I can’t dry the clothes washing it keeps raining, argghhh!) moved things then moved them again until I think I’m there, for now.

There are still boxes left to unpack full of books mostly, Steve’s clothes, some kit and Steves office to sort but it already feels great, like I’m at home now and Steve is home too now so that’s great we can sort the rest out together.

Yesterday I sorted my new studio, it’s sort of minimalist compared to home, not sure why yet, there are just 6 boxes down stairs which I haven’t opened so I’m not sure why.

I had the realisation Sunday night that as we have so much camping & sports gear there was no way Steve was going to fit it all in one room and a couple of cupboards so I gave up my large walk in wardrobe in the main bedroom (sadly but with love) and moved everything into the smaller walk in wardrobe in my studio, which I actually really like now, its a bit chocker but its fun. I still don’t know what I’m going to do with all my coats and jumpers I brought, I couldn’t bear to get rid of all of them so I kept my favourite, they’re going to stay in boxes at the back of the wardrobe for a while.

I’m now sat at my table in my camping chair for now and  typing this, and looking at my Sibella court etc book and planning some painting for this afternoon. It feels so nice to sit back and feel settled.

And relax….