Espresso Machine and Schlinks Reunited

Bidding the movers adieu, I glanced around the apartment and wondered what I was smoking when I organized our air shipment back in November, bound from Romania to Virginia. Aside from cherished kitchen gadgets, car seats and bicycle parts, I realized the rest of what I packed was total overkill: once loved t-shirts full of holes, 25 pairs of socks and a mess of maxi pads. Why I got them in the first place is beyond me, I don’t even use them! But there they were, scattered among giant Tom & Jerry bandaids and a five pound bag of lavender scented epsom salts. And four different colors of cosmetic blush. Seriously, that was what I packed! Huh.

I resolved to unpack my children’s boxes, only to find they had enough clothes and shoes to outfit the Duggar family. I didn’t even bother to take the lids off for fear of a little girl shoe and bathing suit explosion. Mark didn’t pack any clothes at all. He was trying to be considerate of going over the weight allowance and limited his stash to packing his bicycle, trailer and tools, soon to be our only form of transportation. I am starting to worry I will regret our decision to leave the car in storage, especially as I watch the rain pour down in cozy VA. Ah well. You win some and lose some.