A week on Thursday
As S is on his way home this very minute, I do not have any news from Shanghai. Although, he did call me last night (7.00am Shanghai time) to tell me all the upstairs lights in the house had gone off. The downstairs ones were fine. The Hostess was on her way round to sort it all out.
As there are no other interesting updates, I have to return to this week's number one topic, packing. The den is completely full of boxes. There are more in the dining room, plus smaller boxes of books, stacked up 5ft high. I have one last box for Shipping, half full, and one last box for Air, also half full. Both these are for the last bits that need to go in this weekend. I also have to keep my fingers crossed that J's doll's house fits in a Packing Crate - if it doesn't, I'm in trouble. When I look at all the boxes, I'm a bit horrified about how many there are, considering we were supposed to be travelling light, but nevertheless - to reduce the contents of our entire house to 17 Packing Crates is something of an achievement.
I was hoping that now I'd filled the boxes, I could get a better idea of how much it was going to cost to send the Air consignment. I can get a rough idea by weighing the boxes - it's £2.50 per kg if more than 100kg is being sent. I don't need to worry about sending 100kg - our DVD collection alone weighs more than that. I bought some bathroom scales last week to weigh the boxes on (what with throwing my other ones away 2 months ago).
However, when I set about weighing the boxes, it became apparent that this might not be as straightfoward as I had originally anticipated. I heaved the the first box on to the scales. The box was so big, it completely covered the scales and I couldn't read the display. I tried moving the box further to the edge, but then it was resting on the floor and appeared to weigh 2kg. The next solution was for me to weigh myself, then stand on the scales holding the box, see how much I weighed now, then subtract the first figure from the second to get the weight of the box. I'm sure this would have worked well, had I been able to stand there calmly holding a packing crate while checking my weight. I couldn't even lift it off the floor. I can't even check if I've obeyed the MAXIMUM 35KG rule. I tried to get B to do it (he had brought most of the boxes downstairs for me in the first place) but he is sensitive about his weight (my side of the family have very heavy bones) and refused point blank.
So, the boxes all sit there expectantly, their weight as secret as mine, waiting for Thursday when their journey to Shanghai begins - just 7 days before mine does.
As there are no other interesting updates, I have to return to this week's number one topic, packing. The den is completely full of boxes. There are more in the dining room, plus smaller boxes of books, stacked up 5ft high. I have one last box for Shipping, half full, and one last box for Air, also half full. Both these are for the last bits that need to go in this weekend. I also have to keep my fingers crossed that J's doll's house fits in a Packing Crate - if it doesn't, I'm in trouble. When I look at all the boxes, I'm a bit horrified about how many there are, considering we were supposed to be travelling light, but nevertheless - to reduce the contents of our entire house to 17 Packing Crates is something of an achievement.
I was hoping that now I'd filled the boxes, I could get a better idea of how much it was going to cost to send the Air consignment. I can get a rough idea by weighing the boxes - it's £2.50 per kg if more than 100kg is being sent. I don't need to worry about sending 100kg - our DVD collection alone weighs more than that. I bought some bathroom scales last week to weigh the boxes on (what with throwing my other ones away 2 months ago).
However, when I set about weighing the boxes, it became apparent that this might not be as straightfoward as I had originally anticipated. I heaved the the first box on to the scales. The box was so big, it completely covered the scales and I couldn't read the display. I tried moving the box further to the edge, but then it was resting on the floor and appeared to weigh 2kg. The next solution was for me to weigh myself, then stand on the scales holding the box, see how much I weighed now, then subtract the first figure from the second to get the weight of the box. I'm sure this would have worked well, had I been able to stand there calmly holding a packing crate while checking my weight. I couldn't even lift it off the floor. I can't even check if I've obeyed the MAXIMUM 35KG rule. I tried to get B to do it (he had brought most of the boxes downstairs for me in the first place) but he is sensitive about his weight (my side of the family have very heavy bones) and refused point blank.
So, the boxes all sit there expectantly, their weight as secret as mine, waiting for Thursday when their journey to Shanghai begins - just 7 days before mine does.
posted by Linda at 1:20 PM
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