Somewhere Ever After

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Boxes Here, Boxes There…

Boxes, boxes everywhere!

Let me clarify, though. This time, I was expecting a package. My family graciously bequeathed Koby with the old vacuum when they got a new one. It’s not great (by not great, I mean it will fall on your head if ever you try to use the hose features or stoop down for any reason, and the suction power is negligible at best) but “not  great” is better than nothing. We did appreciate it, certainly.

However, it was time to put those wedding funds to work. I even managed to find one rated fairly highly on consumer reports and yet super cheap. I could handle it looking vaguely like a Fisher-Price product if it works well and doesn’t cost much. Also, cheap means we can upgrade in a year or two if needed. Since Walmart lies, and doesn’t actually have it in stock, I had to order online. Thus, when I heard those distinctive thumps, I knew exactly what it was.

I didn’t rush to the door because A: I was washing dishes, B: I don’t actually like  interactions with strangers, and C: rushing to the door before he rang the doorbell would make it exceedingly awkward. So, I did what any rational person would do– I kept washing dishes, humming songs of feigned ignorance in my head. “Hum de dum de dum. I don’t hear anyone at my door…” When I heard his footsteps leading down the stairs, I frowned. He left my package there on the doorstep? A whole vacuum, and no courtesy doorbell? How rude! But I kept washing, because, hey, my hands are already wet and soapy, may as well finish, right? Not like anyone could come upstairs without me hearing anyhow.

Then I heard more steps. And more thumps. Still no doorbell. Hmm. Maybe one of the other things we ordered came early. And then more steps again, more thumps. By the time the doorbell rang, I was a bit confused. And by the time I dried my hands and opened the door, this is what I saw:

And shortly after, the delivery man came up the stairs with another box.

“Is this the last one?” I asked, a bit bewildered.

“Nope, there’s more.”


I started shoveling them in as quickly as possible, which was difficult, because, as you might remember, our apartment is still a complete shambles  a work in progress. After depositing the last one on the doorstep, he  turned to leave, saying “See you monday!”

“What, there’s more?”

“I don’t know,” he laughed* and left me to wrestle the remaining boxes inside.

I piled them all up near the couch, which was thankfully clear of debris due to the photos from the last post. Grand total: eight boxes. Apparently, EVERYTHING we ordered from JC Penny arrived earlier than we’d expected.

As you might imagine, it was entertaining waiting for Koby to notice the elephant giant pile of boxes in the room when he arrived home. “I left the unboxing for you.” (See, folks, I waited this time). His response was that I just wanted him to put everything together. No comment on that one.

Funny thing is, the three largest boxes were nested with smaller boxes within, so my earlier total was then updated to 17 (plus 3 empty boxes). SEVENTEEN boxes.

What was in those boxes? Well, for one, a vacuum, as expected. Also, a knife set with a wooden block. And… everything else from the corvella set (minus those things sadly out of stock that I WILL get later.) So… two sets of dishes, plus enough chargers for all of them, two serving trays, two treat stands, a cake stand, a baker (translation: fancy ceramic 9×13 pan) with stand, and a set of canisters. Most of it is staying in it’s box  because, as mentioned, we are moving in two months,** but it’s here!

Three things were opened however: vacuum, knives, and canisters. Vacuum was opened because the old one threatens to crack open our skulls, and because there are STILL pine needles in our carpet– in the flurry of wedding we just didn’t have time to clean up Christmas until just after the wedding when my mother and sister volunteered to help with that before borrowing my car (my mother’s decided to explode while we were up in the mountains, but me leaving for the honeymoon was convenient timing.) The tree was already fairly… crunchy at that point, and left a distinct trail. Sweeping the needles off the front landing was easy enough, but the old vacuum just pushed them around, and the dirt devil just sucked up the surface ones. As soon as I finish cleaning, we can vacuum. Yay! Look, here’s Koby putting it together.

The knives were opened because up until now, cutting has been a bit of a challenge with our current cutlery. I won them at a raffle/white elephant thingy that I don’t quite remember clearly– some party with my dad’s work– before I started college. Might have even been my father’s previous job. So… eight or nine years ago, and though they weren’t in use all that time, I used them a few years, then Koby used them a year or two, then they’ve been used here for the last year. And of course, they were cheap to begin with. See the difference? See the yucky rust spots on the old ones? So ready to be done with those!

Canisters were opened because we have been waiting a YEAR for these. I wouldn’t let Koby get ugly canisters when he moved into the apartment. I did some research and found a few I liked (but due to reviews, decided against) and one set I LOVED but couldn’t afford– these. There began my current obsession with the Corvella line (and all things similar.) For awhile, we were okay without– flour and sugar just stayed in the bags in the refrigerator. Koby and his roommate used them… approximately never. This last month though, I’ve used them frequently. I didn’t even have to ask if those could come out of the package. He started taking them out himself.

As for the rest, the boxes live in our living room for right now, much as they appeared in the photo. I will find (large) nooks and crannies in which to hide them until we move. Expect a post showing off my pretty kitchen post-move.

*I found out that night that Koby was expecting a package monday. (Further update since I wasn’t able to finish posting before work: Said package did not arrive, so the poor delivery-man was spared.)

**I know I just moved in, but Koby moved here last spring. The lease ends in April, so our search for a new home will commence soon. Our intention is to move closer to church. Yay!


Two Surprise Boxes and One Very Important Piece of Paper!

Tuesday, as I was cleaning the still very messy apartment, I heard the unmistakable thump of male feet on the stairs. The unit next to us is still vacant, it wasn’t lunchtime, and Koby had brought his lunch to work anyhow. That meant only one thing*– a package! Sure enough, another thump followed, and I opened the door to find a rather large box on our doormat and a uniformed figure retreating down the stairs with a wave.

In the previous months, packages had been coming right and left– first wedding decor/supplies, then Christmas gifts, then more wedding supplies, and even a few early wedding presents. Now though, we are almost a month past, and I hadn’t ordered anything. For a moment, I worried it was supposed to be a Valentines gift from Koby, but it had my maiden name on it– a sure sign of a wedding registry purchase. It also said “cheese tray.” NOW I was excited. It’s the CHEESE TRAY!!!!

Ok, I know, I’m a dork, getting all excited about the cheese tray, but have you seen my newest Pinterest board? (What, you thought I had forgotten about Pinterest? Yeah right!) “Kitchen of my Dreams!” It features many items from my registry, as well as  items newly added (post-wedding) because I can– we have some belated wedding party things in the works (thankfully, planned by people not us, because I am SOOOOO done with the planning thing. Like… forever.)

Initially, my kitchen was planned around the Corvella collection by Chris Madden, and from there, I found items that matched and filled in holes. Gorgeous cream colored ceramic-ware with scrolling cast aluminum detailing… all very pretty. Apparently, not so many of my guests even peeked at that particular list though. We had salt shakers, and one dinner set , and a couple gift cards. Everything else pertained to the other list.** That said, can you see why I was so excited? Also, it has a dome top. It’s essentially a small cake plate! Not only is it pretty, it’s my first purely decorative kitchen/dining item. This is a big deal.

Before I proceed, I have to tell you about one of the more interesting “get to know you” questions Koby has asked recently (he periodically comes up with these) He asked “Is the unboxing  important for you?” I had to have him explain what he meant– taking a gift out of it’s packaging– but it sparked an interesting discussion. Essentially, “unboxing” does little for me. In fact, with all those stupid twist-ties and clam shell plastic packages and styrofoam, it’s probably the worst part of a gift for me. (I do like unwrapping, but that’s a story for another day).

Despite my usual dislike of the aforementioned “unboxing,” I tore at that box like a 6 year old at Christmas. I could NOT wait until he got home. There it was, in all it’s glory, cast aluminum decorative piece, pretty ceramic tray (even prettier in person than in the picture) and a glass dome with a cast aluminum decorative knob thingy to match. And of course, styrofoam flecks clinging to it, because styrofoam is evil. But I didn’t even mind that, because it was MY cheese tray. Of course, it had to go back in it’s box, with it’s evil styrofoam, because we’re moving in mere months, but I took it out one more time today for a picture. I’ll get to that in a moment.

Another box came while I was gone. A little less dramatic, as I’d been at work the whole day. Koby and I decided we’d splurge on Chick-Fil-A rather than rush a less than satisfying meal after such a long day . I quickly sat down to rearrange my purse (which was full of work stuff that didn’t need to come with) and get ready to go. Since the table and both chairs had boxes, lamps, lunch bag, etc. occupying all available space, I just sat on the floor  in front of the accumulation of boxes, bags, books and such near the door (also yet to be cleaned– it’s been a long process.) I noticed an Amazon note, and then noticed it was one I hadn’t seen yet, then noticed the box it was on. Food processor! “Oh yeah, I meant to tell you about that.” Yet another very belated wedding present– and a good thing! I was getting ready to order it myself, as it would make one of our new favorite recipes MUCH easier.

So… yay!

Also, we FINALLY got our marriage certificate! More yay!! I can “officially” be rid of my maiden name, which sounds vaguely like I got something stuck in my throat– not very maidenly at all. My married name is much nicer. Not am I glad to have the certificate for it’s sentimental value. As much as I enjoyed seeing the signatures of all the people we care about verifying their presence at our wedding, I look forward to the doors this paper opens. It means we can start handling things like health insurance, bank account merging, new drivers licenses, etc. One more piece in it’s place.

Also– guess what? I’m holding it upside down. Because by the time I got the lighting right and was dashing around and such, I wasn’t paying attention. And now the lighting won’t cooperate. So… no one saw nothin,’ right?


*Technically, it could also mean maintenance, guests to look at the still vacant apartment, salespeople, or someone up to no good, but we’ll just ignore that.

** That is NOT to say that I wasn’t grateful for the things that we did receive, because I am, very much so. I am already using and enjoying many gifts, and planning uses for gift cards and such. I’m just pointing out that very little of that particular set was in my hands as of that point, and it was one of the things I most looked forward to,


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