My U-Pack “Relocube” finally arrived just before dusk instead of the planned just before noon schedule. Perfect timing as it turned out. The longest flat-bed truck I have ever seen with one minuscule, metal “cube” sitting all alone like the last Boarding School boy waiting to be picked up at end-of-term. Isolated and alone. That’s what my life comes down to? This tiny metal box? Everything that I own, my “sum total”, all in this tiny box?
As it turns out, it’s not so small at closer inspection. Like a large Dr Who phone box. With the help of a large wheeled fork-lift, the “pod” was placed near my front porch and garden path. The double swing doors facing the side for some reason. I was just glad to have it arrive so I can start loading and feeling like I was going to get this all done. My wonderful Real estate agent-come-friend-come-mover helped he move the one item that I could not manage on my own. My Queen size mattress. And then the snow fell. Well. At least I won’t have any doubts about why I will be happy to be on the road next week.