2pm. No stuff. Nada. No communication either ... We track down the shipper’s dircet line ...
What do you mean you’re not coming ....
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What a shirt show. Which brings me to some thoughts about why this feels like they cancelled Christmas.
In our previous moves we did not have to wait this long. Through a combination of factors that I won’t comment on, this is the longest we’ve had to wait before we can setttle in. And since packout this time was very difficult, we did not use up our UAB allowance. We have been living in a minimalist fashion for a while now. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I want to set up my house.
Ya see, when you move every 2-3 years, you don’t have time to waste in making your new location “home.” Say yes to everything social, hit the ground running exploring, be patient and trust that one day soon grocery shopping won’t be a four hour ordeal. But it wears you down.
And getting the HHE, especially with kids, is essential to this process. It’s essential to morale. I have a friend who just moved from one city in China to another. She said “seven years ago we arrived with four bags, today we are leaving with two kids” and a boatload of stuff. She got her stuff quickly so wasn’t as happy to see it - absence makes the heart grow fonder. I have another friend who in her youth was a great traveler. Originally fromTurkey, she met her American husband in Germany, had a baby, and immediately moved to the DC area permanently. Since having a child she says, “I don’t want to go anywhere.”
Everyone’s different, but stability is key. Thank goodness this is a three year assignment. Now how can I make that longer ....
Neighborhood crusin’