The truck arrived on Sunday. I don't have a lot of details, save that Drew helped unload so that it wouldn't take forever.
Apparently far too many things ended up in the apartment, so the process of unpacking, reviewing, repacking and relocating has been going on this week.
Now, to start shipping stuff from here to WA, so I don't have too many bags on the train...
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
More Moving Adventures
Drew just called. The moving company is (finally) in Oregon.
BUT. It's a new driver. Our stuff was unloaded off the initial truck, then loaded onto another one, with another driver.
A new driver who wasn't aware that we were going to pay for the remainder of the move with a credit card.
Of COURSE the office is closed, so there's no way for the driver to verify this.
Drew is on his way to the bank to pull cash. The only upside to this is that the old apartment was able to get a new tenant in fast enough that our rent check for August will not be cashed.
I am thoroughly annoyed and cranky about this.
BUT. It's a new driver. Our stuff was unloaded off the initial truck, then loaded onto another one, with another driver.
A new driver who wasn't aware that we were going to pay for the remainder of the move with a credit card.
Of COURSE the office is closed, so there's no way for the driver to verify this.
Drew is on his way to the bank to pull cash. The only upside to this is that the old apartment was able to get a new tenant in fast enough that our rent check for August will not be cashed.
I am thoroughly annoyed and cranky about this.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Driving. With a Cat.
Half an hour after my last post (9:30 pm) the foreman called and said he could be at the apartment at 11.
(Please see comments re: loud noises after 10 pm in previous post)
Upon hearing this was unacceptable, the gentleman said he could be there at 7 am the next day. I said this was fine.
9am, the movers show up. They get to assessing what we have, and it turns out we have much more than the 700 cu feet (we knew that, just didn't catch it on the contract), and more than the predicted 60 boxes. We were told that 60 was probably too high an estimate.
After the 169 boxes were loaded (219 items total), we got on the road. At 4:30. Not the 8 am start time that we would have preferred. We loaded up the SUV with stuff, cat, and people, stuck Emily (the GPS) to the window, and headed out.
We let the cat out of the carrier after a bit on the road. In general, she was okay as long as she had her head buried under something. She mostly sat on the console between us, when she wasn't trying to dive under Drew's feet. Who was driving. With his feet on the pedals. She made it down there once, and I had to haul her out by the scruff of her neck. I made sure she wasn't able to make it down there again. Which meant that I was awake the entire drive, although I'm a champ at falling asleep in the car.
After 8 hours of driving, we made it to Redding and the most uncomfortable Motel 6 bed I have ever slept on. It was almost as bad as sleeping on the floor the night before. The cat ended up under the bed and we left her there, figuring that if she felt safe, she'd sleep well and be more agreeable in the morning. We slept until 8 and the got ready and got back on the road at 9 am.
The second leg we had to keep the cat in the carrier because she wouldn't stop trying to get down under Drew's feet. I got tired of having to restrain her, so back in the carrier. She made her displeasure known by ignoring us when we spoke to her, and staring at the side of her box the entire time.
We arrived in Tukwila around 7:30, left the cat in the bathroom, and unloaded the Jeff (the SUV). After a lovely meal and some watching of Dr. Who (why didn't you people tell me about this show!) we went to bed. On an air mattress. That didn't like to stay inflated.
Saturday was the running of errands, picking up items that we didn't want to move or didn't have room for in the Jeff. Then was the fun task of running cat5 cable between the two bedrooms so that both rooms had internet access. Dinner at Denny's which ended up with a cut lip from a chewed up spoon (the moms) and a funky, PineSol flavored hamburger (Drew's). Then to bed (on the same air mattress) .
At 4 am the alarm went off and I got ready for my flight back to SB. 4:25 I got a call from the cab, which was outside the apartment. Off to the airport for my 7 am flight.
Which didn't leave until...later. I had my cell turned off. Apparently there was an issue with the rear lavatory, and they decided to close it off, pump it out, and then send us on our way. Only problem is that the lavatories were serviced by a contract company, and the guy had called in sick. They had to find a worker with one of the other carriers to take care of the issue.
This meant running across San Francisco's airport to catch my flight. Which ended up sitting there for undetermined (unannounced) reasons. I slept the entire hour until descent to SB. My mom picked me up and brought me to her place, after taking me to the drugstore, the grocery store, and picking up lunch at Chili's. The rest of the day was running errands to get the internet working here.
Things have been going smoothly at my mom's. I'm not fond of the air mattress, but it's better than the floor. It's warm, but there's an industrial size fan here that's pretty good at keeping things at a reasonable temperature. Work will be hectic, I think, and I'll be looking for a new job in my free time.
I think I'm going to need a vacation after all this!
(Please see comments re: loud noises after 10 pm in previous post)
Upon hearing this was unacceptable, the gentleman said he could be there at 7 am the next day. I said this was fine.
9am, the movers show up. They get to assessing what we have, and it turns out we have much more than the 700 cu feet (we knew that, just didn't catch it on the contract), and more than the predicted 60 boxes. We were told that 60 was probably too high an estimate.
After the 169 boxes were loaded (219 items total), we got on the road. At 4:30. Not the 8 am start time that we would have preferred. We loaded up the SUV with stuff, cat, and people, stuck Emily (the GPS) to the window, and headed out.
We let the cat out of the carrier after a bit on the road. In general, she was okay as long as she had her head buried under something. She mostly sat on the console between us, when she wasn't trying to dive under Drew's feet. Who was driving. With his feet on the pedals. She made it down there once, and I had to haul her out by the scruff of her neck. I made sure she wasn't able to make it down there again. Which meant that I was awake the entire drive, although I'm a champ at falling asleep in the car.
After 8 hours of driving, we made it to Redding and the most uncomfortable Motel 6 bed I have ever slept on. It was almost as bad as sleeping on the floor the night before. The cat ended up under the bed and we left her there, figuring that if she felt safe, she'd sleep well and be more agreeable in the morning. We slept until 8 and the got ready and got back on the road at 9 am.
The second leg we had to keep the cat in the carrier because she wouldn't stop trying to get down under Drew's feet. I got tired of having to restrain her, so back in the carrier. She made her displeasure known by ignoring us when we spoke to her, and staring at the side of her box the entire time.
We arrived in Tukwila around 7:30, left the cat in the bathroom, and unloaded the Jeff (the SUV). After a lovely meal and some watching of Dr. Who (why didn't you people tell me about this show!) we went to bed. On an air mattress. That didn't like to stay inflated.
Saturday was the running of errands, picking up items that we didn't want to move or didn't have room for in the Jeff. Then was the fun task of running cat5 cable between the two bedrooms so that both rooms had internet access. Dinner at Denny's which ended up with a cut lip from a chewed up spoon (the moms) and a funky, PineSol flavored hamburger (Drew's). Then to bed (on the same air mattress) .
At 4 am the alarm went off and I got ready for my flight back to SB. 4:25 I got a call from the cab, which was outside the apartment. Off to the airport for my 7 am flight.
Which didn't leave until...later. I had my cell turned off. Apparently there was an issue with the rear lavatory, and they decided to close it off, pump it out, and then send us on our way. Only problem is that the lavatories were serviced by a contract company, and the guy had called in sick. They had to find a worker with one of the other carriers to take care of the issue.
This meant running across San Francisco's airport to catch my flight. Which ended up sitting there for undetermined (unannounced) reasons. I slept the entire hour until descent to SB. My mom picked me up and brought me to her place, after taking me to the drugstore, the grocery store, and picking up lunch at Chili's. The rest of the day was running errands to get the internet working here.
Things have been going smoothly at my mom's. I'm not fond of the air mattress, but it's better than the floor. It's warm, but there's an industrial size fan here that's pretty good at keeping things at a reasonable temperature. Work will be hectic, I think, and I'll be looking for a new job in my free time.
I think I'm going to need a vacation after all this!
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