But I also never thought I’d get divorced, move into a smaller home and inherit half of my family’s stuff all in the same year. The result? Boxes everywhere, furniture with no clear destination, and the constant feeling of living inside a warehouse… just without any organisation.
It was during a slightly desperate search for self storage near home here in Carnaxide that I found KUBOO. I walked in just to “check out the spaces” and walked out as a customer. I rented a self-storage unit that was the good size for my moving boxes, books, memories and that piece of furniture that “doesn’t fit right now, but definitely can’t be thrown away.” Everything was simple, fast and bureaucracy-free.
Soon, visiting my kuboo felt almost like visiting a friend. I’d put one thing away, take another out, and rethink life in between neatly labelled boxes. The space was secure, clean, easy to access and, above all, it gave me something rare: mental space. After all, when your home can breathe, so can your mind.
Today, I still use KUBOO self-storage as an extension of my home — for moves, transitional phases or simply to avoid living surrounded by chaos. It doesn’t fix everything in life… but it fixes the space issue. And sometimes, that’s exactly what we need to start again.
