Who moved my cheese?

So, the 'household goods' have finally arrived from France and the unpacking commences.

First I am forced to comment that homes in Southern California do not have basements. Let that sink in a second...

So imagine, all of my Midwest friends, that your basement suddenly disappeared and you had to re-distribute everything that is currently down there. Are you getting a picture in your mind...

Secondly, the household goods had to have been packed by men. Yes, most of the kitchen items were packed together, but would it have killed them to say, pack one whole set of 12 glasses into only one box. No instead I open a box to find it filled with plastic containers, 5 glasses, assorted dishtowels and 3 plates. Another box contained 3 more glasses, pots and pans and a few bowls. Yet another 1 glass, the lid to one of the pans and most, but not all, of the silverware.

Now you know that that's now how my kitchen is set up. My kitchen is highly organized. Things weren't stored in different places. What did these guys do, just wander aimlessly around the kitchen and snatch things up will nilly? All of the boxes market 'cuisine' are empty and I'm still shy two plates of my good china, three glasses of the above mentioned set, the lid to my big frying pan, several coffee mugs and more. Tomorrow I'll start opening the boxes marked 'bureau' and I'm sure I'll find the missing dishes among my scrapbooking supplies.

The good news is that I finished my Christmas shopping, the bad news is that I can't find any of the stuff I bought among the towers of boxes...

Don't worry kids, I should finish unpacking by Christmas and I'll get stuff right out to you.

More later....