This is your life....in boxes

When we were planning our last full week in Sydney and telling people, on Wednesday the removalists are coming, I doubt we actually had any idea about what the reality of it would be.
On Wednesday morning at 8, as we were finished our breakfast, of something sweet and process from the ready-made section at Coles, there was a knock on the door.
In marched Levon and Luke. They introduced themselves, shook hands politely and then disappeared for about 20 minutes. In that 20 minutes they parked about 100 boxes, reams of paper and 2 giant rolls of bubble wrap (I know what you're thinking, this wasn't the fun popping kind) outside our door. As they bought it in it occurred to Nuwan and I that we were woefully underprepared.
You see, we had the option of a sea shipment which would take 6-9 weeks and an air shipment which would arrive almost as we arrived in Seattle. If you've been to our apartment you'll realise that we lack the "space" to actually sort these things out. We were hoping to point them out as we went along.
WRONG ANSWER
These guys moved at lightning speed, one minute we had a living room with shelves and cupboard the next we had furniture wrapped in bubble wrap and boxes galore. We barely had time to think about where it was going and pull items from under their noses before they were packed away for two months at least. There was a moment as a I pulled my poor broken mixmaster out of the cupboard that I thought, I might as well leave it here because it's broken. Too late, the bowl and the whisk attachment had already been packed.
We saved the rice-cooker but alas the laundry basket full of the dirty tea-towels and hand-towels I'd been using to wipe things all day disappeared into the millee...I am not looking forward to opening that box!
At the end of day one our house looked something like this

We had a bed to sleep on and sofa to sit on. We could access the fridge by a tiny margin on the side and thankfully still use the toilet. Everything else, including the BBQ was bubble wrapped beyond recognition.
Day 2 was the day the container arrived. We watched as everything in the house was packed deftly into a huge container. It was surreal as the apartment slowly emptied. I finally discovered why I am constantly buying hair elastics and bobby pins, they were all under the bed!
The kitchen was about 15 boxes all up, Luke commented that he'd packed a 5 bedder that had less kitchen stuff.  I'm proud of that statistic.
So here it is guys; our life in a container.