The day started off with looking for pants and long sleeves for BSM. It's too chilly in the mornings for short sleeves and shorts, and not hot enough in the afternoon for long sleeves to be oppressive. So I rummaged through the various bags in BSM's room and learned that (a) he has all of 3 pairs of pants in 18mo, one one which is for Shabbos and two of which are cut small and (b) he has 4 pairs of pants in 24mo, three of which are too heavy for early fall wear.
I sighed and put him in the one pair of pants that was going to work, and realized that I'd not only have to buy new clothing for BSM, but I'd have to buy new clothing that's in season. No upcoming bargoonies for this mother.
But then! (Did you sense a "but then" coming?) On the way to daycare! Tum te de duuuuum! I passed a bag of clothing next to a dumpster! So on my way back home I stopped and peeked inside. The stuff looked like boy clothing, and the one thing I pulled out said 18 mo. I took it home and Oh My Gosh, the whole bag is 18mo - 3T, all boy clothing, mostly 18mo/2T, mostly fall and winter clothing. Even some shoes! Thank you, Hashem. That, my friends, is one fewer thing I need to deal with. I'd much rather do a couple of loads of laundry than go shopping.
Half an hour after my clothing happiness, the movers called to tell me they were on their way. Sure enough, they showed up at 10:30, which impressed the heck out of me: that is indeed between 10 and 12, as the Sonigo representative promised, and it was an hour and a half after the movers called me, which is exactly when they said they'd show up. Wow.
That promptness set the tone for the whole Unpacking of the Lift. The four movers were fast, professional, cheerful, and nice. Sure, they tried to talk me into using our solid wood armoire in the living room instead of hiding it upstairs (it is a beautiful piece, and as heavy as a horse that just ate a miniature elephant), but they didn't complain when I said thanks but no thanks, I really did want it to go up that spiral staircase.
I got lots of rushes as I was Reunited with Our Stuff. I'm sure we brought more than we will keep, but I'm so happy to see The Stuff. So, so happy. The furniture fit better than I thought it would, even with the extra piece or two that I totally forgot we packed. The boxes, on the other hand, are literally overflowing. We need to move fast to get them inside before the rains start... The afternoon's and evening's tasks, however, were to dig out (a) BSM's room so he could nap (b) Husbinator's office so he could work and (c) our bedroom so we could sleep. Thank G-d, tomorrow's forecast does not include rain. But Thursday's does...
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