Given our need to get at least a small amount of sleep, we didn’t head out to our secondary storage locker to unload the truck until after 2:00 yesterday. Sadly, we greatly underestimated the amount of time it would take. I mean, unloading should be way faster, right? Nope. Since we needed to store the entire contents of the truck in our locker and still leave room, the unpacking was pretty meticulous. It was nearly 6:00 when we finally called it quits and we still had stuff left.
Then we headed to our primary storage locker (the one closest to our new home) and offloaded the few small pieces of furniture we kept. We are trying to store items needed for staging in this location. It’s pretty much full now. And I questioned my husband’s need for getting one storage locker. Looks like we’re going to fill up two. By the time we finished that, it was nearly 7:00 and we hadn’t eaten much, so we decided to head straight home and order a pizza.
If there’s any reasonable excuse for throwing decent eating habits out the window, I think the amount of physical effort we have exerted over the last week certainly qualifies. We even got to eat our pizza in front of the TV, since we didn’t pick up our little fur baby until this morning. I also managed to squeeze in a load of laundry and get the paintings unwrapped and reasonably stowed. Pretty remarkable, all things considered.