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jazzfishMove successful, for limited values of 'successful.' Movers arrived on time at 9 AM. They'd budgeted three hours for getting all the stuff out of the apartment. At 12:30 one of them said "Yeah, this is not all gonna fit on this truck." So they put out a call for another truck and another guy.
We took the cats over to the new place and awaited the arrival of the first truck. It showed up a little after two, with two of the (now four) guys. One of them stayed downstairs taking things off the truck, and the other took things off the elevator at the top. I assume both were putting things on the elevator.uilos and I got to haul things in from the elevator. I mean, the guy at the top moved most of the big heavy stuff, but... yeah.
After about the eighth bookcase I was approaching beat.
Did I mention that it was warm? We had the portable AC running full blast because it was somewhere north of thirty ("ninety") degrees and humid, and a south-facing apartment with lots of windows is prone to become oven-like in the late afternoon.
Around fourish the second truck and two more guys showed up and things picked up speed a little. We were done shoving everything into the apartment by five.
I do mean 'shoving.' The living room is still an undifferentiated mass of furniture. The bookcases are stacked three deep at the end of the hall so they wouldn't block off any of the pathway. We spent the evening sorting the boxes, of which there were somewhere over a hundred, and putting the bedroom more or less together.
The warm and stifling bedroom. A fan or three are required soonest.
Thankfully it has cooled off somewhat, now that it's nearly ten-thirty at night.
Oh, and there's no internet here until next Monday, because Telus (the phone company, who have to be contacted so that the small DSL provider I'm using can provide DSL) are big jerks. This may be awkward for work.
This has been the most stressful move of my life, including the one where only one person showed up to help in the rain. Ugh.
At least it's over. I go collapse now.
We took the cats over to the new place and awaited the arrival of the first truck. It showed up a little after two, with two of the (now four) guys. One of them stayed downstairs taking things off the truck, and the other took things off the elevator at the top. I assume both were putting things on the elevator.
uilos and I got to haul things in from the elevator. I mean, the guy at the top moved most of the big heavy stuff, but... yeah.After about the eighth bookcase I was approaching beat.
Did I mention that it was warm? We had the portable AC running full blast because it was somewhere north of thirty ("ninety") degrees and humid, and a south-facing apartment with lots of windows is prone to become oven-like in the late afternoon.
Around fourish the second truck and two more guys showed up and things picked up speed a little. We were done shoving everything into the apartment by five.
I do mean 'shoving.' The living room is still an undifferentiated mass of furniture. The bookcases are stacked three deep at the end of the hall so they wouldn't block off any of the pathway. We spent the evening sorting the boxes, of which there were somewhere over a hundred, and putting the bedroom more or less together.
The warm and stifling bedroom. A fan or three are required soonest.
Thankfully it has cooled off somewhat, now that it's nearly ten-thirty at night.
Oh, and there's no internet here until next Monday, because Telus (the phone company, who have to be contacted so that the small DSL provider I'm using can provide DSL) are big jerks. This may be awkward for work.
This has been the most stressful move of my life, including the one where only one person showed up to help in the rain. Ugh.
At least it's over. I go collapse now.
oh dear...
Date: 2014-08-13 02:06 am (UTC)Did I never tell you about when former partner & I moved to apartment 404, and didn't have internet for a month? I used to roam around downtown on my lunchbreak with my laptop, desperately searching for wi-fi. :P Hopefully you'll get things sorted sooner than that.
Good luck with all the unpacking. The offer's still open if you need box/furniture arrangement help now that everything's in the suite, or if you just want an emergency popsicle delivery, or whatever. :D
-Kitha
Re: oh dear...
Date: 2014-08-13 02:16 pm (UTC)And, it's coming together. Slowly and poorly, but coming together. I think we may even be go for gaming tomorrow evening... :)
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Date: 2014-08-15 12:04 am (UTC)Moving just sucks. I don't know how people do it every few years...
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Date: 2014-08-16 05:51 pm (UTC)Moving used to be okay every few years. Then E moved in with me and we had basically an entire houseful of stuff, instead of a small apartment. I need to either get rid of literally half our stuff, or accept that moving is gonna be awful from here on out.