Fast forward ten weeks and finally, AT LAST our belongings arrived. A little bit of our old home to make our new home more comfortable and familiar. We were all really excited. But more than once the thought occurred to me that soon enough all these things would just mean more messes and THINGS to clean and organize. And if we survived for ten weeks, surely we could survive indefinitely?
But lets be honest, #firstworldproblems mean that we don't just survive. We get what we want usually, and we indulge, and chances are we will accumulate more THINGS in the next two years while we are here. But I did read somewhere that being an expat teaches you the art of simplified living.
Our shipment included 12 boxes. Miriam and Simon were allowed one box and Cameron and Eli were allowed one box. When I say they were "allowed" a box, I just mean that I put the things of theirs that I wanted them to have in the box. I'm so controlling as a mother I didn't really give them much say about it. Let me rephrase that- I feel that I know my children well enough to determine which things they would most like to have, and then packed them myself in order to best utilize the space.
Kids sleeping bags
A select few books
Scriptures and manuals
Minimal Christmas/holiday decor
DVDs (that won't play on our dvd player/T.V. here)
Limited office supplies, craft supplies and kids paints/markers
Bedding (which doesn't really fit the mattresses and pillows here)
It was really kind of arbitrary what I decided to bring, and a lot of it was sentimental more than practical. It's a tricky balance trying to decide what is cheaper to buy than ship. A few things we didn't bring
Nearly all electronic appliances (because of the voltage differences)
Furniture (Besides Mim and Si's bunk beds which arrived on our pallet)
Most of our toys/books/holiday decor