For the past week, we’ve been technically living in our house, but our only furniture has been an air mattress that deflates after 2 hours, and the Starbucks City Mugs we bought in Canada. (Shout out to Chris Holder and Kate Dotten though – they gifted us with silverware before we began our journey and it has been amazing not eating with our hands!)
But on Monday, 24 June, our furniture finally got delivered!!! (extra big hooray!) The movers were quick – a team of 5 working on a “6K truckload” (what does that even mean? I don’t understand the lingo). They arrived at 7:50am (10 minutes earlier than the estimated arrival time!) and had everything out of the truck by 11am. They put the couch and the tables where I requested, and were able to place the boxes in/near the proper rooms.
Now all that’s left is the actual unpacking part. Our move was a 200 piece move (meaning 200 items/boxes). The furniture was probably 30 pieces of that – so everything else is boxes.
I spent all day Monday and Tuesday morning attempting to get things out of their boxes and in a semblance of organization.
But it’s pretty tough. I forgot how much stuff we have – even after doing what we thought was a great purge before we even left Greenville. I’m already starting another donation box for up here.
The good news is, it is all slowly coming together. We have a real bed to sleep in (truly amazing.)
Our closet is starting to house clothes, so we can start wearing something different than the items we packed 6 weeks ago.
And until we have our dining table set up, we get to eat outside, enjoying the record 20-day heatwave (of temperatures in the high 70s. But in Alaska’s defense – no one has air conditioning).
We’ve been surviving the heatwave by keeping all of the windows (with screens!) open 24/7. Since we live so close to the bay, we get a nice breeze that comes in and makes the house smell pretty fresh.
Since the sun doesn’t really set, it also means that the grass grows super fast. It hasn’t really rained, but our grass has grown 2 inches since we arrived last week (I swear you can watch it grow). So Matt got to enjoy his first day of mowing the yard in Alaska.
Poor Sasha – she hasn’t quite realized that we aren’t in Greenville anymore. She has been happy as a clam throughout the whole process. Our only issue has been Sasha + Carpet: she thinks it’s a strange kind of grass. She likes to roll on the way she does outside grass, the likes to paw at it the way she does outside grass, and she likes to pee on it the way she does outside grass. It’s proving to be an issue as she likes to pee in strange corners that don’t get a lot of foot traffic. This morning alone I found what seemed like 5 gallons in the living room.
Any advice for carpet training pets? She’s great with the hardwood floors, but the whole ‘carpet isn’t grass’ thing is really tripping her up.