Friday, August 19, 2011

packed away

When the packers arrived down in Virginia I walked around the house and as we passed the children's bedrooms, I told them, "Do not pack the items on the kid's beds or the box fans, everything else is fair game." Unfortunately, Timmy's stuffed giraffe, Geraldine, the one he has slept with for 5 years, the animal we have had to retrieve from the car, the barn, the next door neighbor before he could go to sleep, must have rolled off his bed and onto the floor. Last Monday night we could not find Geraldine and after opening a few newly sealed boxes to search, managed to put him to bed with promises of asking the packers to retrieve her in the morning. Well, even after intense grilling (though not quite to the level of involving water boarding), the crew could not recall seeing a tan giraffe among the myriad of other stuffed animals, dolls, and toys we own. After all, they wouldn't know how precious that particular item is to our little boy and in turn, our whole family.

But Timmy has shown maturity beyond what I expected and patiently waited for almost 2 weeks to find his precious companion. I dread the thought of Timmy possibly having outgrown needing a lovey, a precious toy to snuggle against his soft little neck every time he goes to sleep, a comfort he can see and touch. When our boxes of dishes and blocks, books and toys are moved down to southern Maine this upcoming Monday I will ask all the children to assist me on the urgent mission to "rescue Geraldine." I just hope it isn't too late for her to resume being his faithful sidekick once more.  

3 comments:

Renee said...

if it's visible the packers will pack it even if it's opened food on an overseas move. Even if it's a trash can with papers in it. Heck even if there is a sign on the closed cabinet door that says do NOT pack. I'm so glad to be done with moving

kat said...

But they are also very rigid about what they will not pack: batteries, light bulbs, candles, liquids, fire extinguishers, and arosol cans. I had 3 boxes of stuff that I had to put in the jeep (we had to have them pack the back seat to fit all this stuff in), bring them in our room at each hotel, and put the boxes back in the jeep for the drive.

I never had them pack my trash, but my aunt recalls a move from Hawaii back to the mainland where they packed the kitchen trash. After several weeks in storage the smell was just horrible.

Natalie said...

Ugh! We just got our stuff in and the bleep bleep packers put fragile bowls on their sides in a box and guess what? They broke! I'm so upset with the work they did. After I've gone through every box marked "kitchen" I still cannot find our drinking glasses or the rest of our big plates. Perhaps I'll find them in "bathroom items' who knows....