Yes, cardboard. Corrugated cardboard boxes have a certain smell, and the more boxes in a space you have, the more noticeable it is.  It is not exactly a bad smell, but neither is it really a good one.  I’ve become all too familiar with many other cardboard features lately, including the best practices of setting up, breaking down, and the moving of cardboard boxes, and have a few cardboard cuts to show for it.  Like paper cuts, but worse!  Ouch.

Rather than go into the mundane details of these cubic containers, I thought I’d post a photo series of the boxes and their mysterious markings in action.

last stacks

3 stack

This Lego free-float picture reminds me of “Mickey in the Night Kitchen,” except for the weapons.

We never took a count this time of how many boxes actually got moved, but it was certainly more than one hundred.  Our movers–with their Get ‘er done attitude–modeled the many hands makes light work adage, and dolly by dolly emptied one houseful into the truck, and then the truck full into the new house.  They got her done.


corrugated corners

fragile heavy boys

in the garage

On this, the other end of the move, the smell of cardboard lingers in the air as the boxes get taken off of their towers to be opened, one by one.  Based on outside markings alone, the contents of any given box are categorical at best, and sometimes the needle stays neatly hidden in the haystack.  For my part I’ve opened and put away the assorted “kitchen things” found in at least 12 or more large kitchen boxes.  Have I found the can opener or the dust pan?  No, but they are here somewhere, in one of these many many cardboard boxes.

this way up

that's Italian

better in black and white