We are getting all of our stuff tomorrow. I think my heart skipped a bit when my husband forwarded the email to me, confirming that, yes – they really did want to schedule delivery of not one, but both of our HHEs! After I came back down to earth, I realized that maybe it was a little ridiculous that I was so excited to receive stuff. Some of which we haven’t seen in a year, which begs the question – do we really even need it??
Well, our stuff got delivered. It got unpacked. Now it just needs to be put..somewhere…
So in anticipation of us actually being able to achieve a nice apartment at some point and have an “after,” I give you the “before“ pictures:
This was me on Wednesday:
The good news just poured…
First, we got notification that our HHE was in the near vicinity – aka not in the ocean. It is being delivered next Wednesday. WOOHOOO! Of course, M will be in DC for work when it arrives, but I am prepared to do battle with the delivery guys and make sure that they unpack everything this time. Side note – when our UAB arrived, they claimed it was not their responsibility to unpack anything. I knew they would try to say this based off of comments from others, but didn’t care at the time because I wanted to unpack everything myself, and there were only 4 boxes. With the HHE it’s different. I definitely do not want all 40 of the boxes left in our apartment for us to dispose of, and I have zero desire to unpack all of them myself. Dukes are up and ready.
We’ve arrived in London! We got here Friday morning at around 6am London time. The flight was pretty pleasant. I slept for an hour or so, but M stayed awake the entire seven hours, watching movies. We found our embassy sponsor with pretty much no issue and headed to the flat (that still sounds weird), getting there around 9 or so after fighting through the infamous London traffic.