jack

After we moved we were pretty good at unpacking, but we seem to have a few small things missing. So far, our small plates, our bowls, grandma's mortar, and maybe a few other small kitchen things.

It's probably most efficient to write those off, as the total cost is tiny compared to the total cost of the move. But I'm worried there's something important missing as well we've not realised yet. Or if there's any way it could be the removers fault (despite being exceptionally competent so far), it feels like a waste for them to *have* insurance and yet for us not to claim on it. If I knew for sure what the contents were, I'd be happy to let it go, but if there's a chance some of the things had a little bit of sentimental value (even if only a little) it feels harder to write it off, even if I think I'm chasing a sunk cost.

I checked the old flat afterwards, and didn't find anything left behind.

I asked the removers, and they said they checked the van and didn't find anything left over.

There are four boxes of books from the spare bedroom I need to check, because we haven't got anywhere to put them yet, but it seems really odd the kitchen things would have been muddled in with them and not marked, all the other boxes were labelled very accurately.

I can't imagine how else they could possibly have disappeared. Accidentally unloaded at Liv's parents' house somehow? Accidentally dropped and smashed and discreetly disposed of? Someone left the van unguarded and someone stole a box marked "kitchen misc"? Sitting in the new living room in plain sight and we've been overlooking it all this time? Is there any obvious possibility I've overlooked?

Is there anything I should do? Look through the last boxes? Forget it? Ask the removers again?

Augh again! My landlord or letting agency want to terminate my lease. I have just over two months notice (I think). I don't know if this is due to the damp problems or is unrelated.

In a way it's a good thing I never felt this was really my home, because if I did, living under a sword of damocles would be really upsetting.

If it had been six months ago, I might have gone to pieces, because it would have meant moving in the middle of the wedding preparations, and while lots of other things are disorganised. Now I'm sufficiently on top of life I feel this is an unexpected requirement that I have the time to manage and may even turn out for the best, rather than a beam on the camel's back when it already has too many straws.

But the timing is really annoying. I was just beginning to get serious about looking into buying a house, but I almost certainly can't do that in two months, but don't really want to move somewhere else and sign another six month lease.

I think I'm on top of all the practical details, but emotional support or practical suggestions are much appreciated.