The movers were supposed to show up today at 9 a.m. At 8:15, the door bell rang, and three of the crew were on our front porch. Awesome start! We've never had that happen before! The Good News was they could start sooner than expected. The Bad News was Mark was still in the shower!
The door bell rang again, less than 15 minutes later. It was the owner and two more crew members. This was a great start.
Last night I'd gone through each room, a Post-it Notes tablet in my hand. I labeled our stuff "Paris", "Storage" and "Don't Touch!" It made things much easier than to have to try to remember things.
The SMARTEST thing I did today, was take all 6 chihuahuas to the boarding kennel. No barking, no worries that a dog would get trampled or bite someone, or wander off into the desert! So the dogs basically went to doggie day camp for the duration of the packing. I think they got the best end of the deal.
If there was a birdie day camp, maybe I would have taken Scooter there. Poor Scooter is tired now-he screamed a lot more than he ever does, but I knew it was because of all the strangers in the house. Eventually he quieted down,after I offered him his favorite treats of Wheat Thins, an almond and a tiny piece of pizza crust.
So we left the packers to do their thing, with us checking out how things were going. And we had another visit from Jonathan, the guy who did the estimate yesterday.
Two people got stuck packing my studio. I asked the female packer if she did crafts? "No." Okay then...As for the man helping her, he told me it was his first day working for the moving company, so I decided to let him alone. No one burst into tears, walked out or started swearing at me.
While the woman, Debbie, wasn't into crafts, I did take solace in one thing. She's been working for this company, Ralph's Transfer, Inc. since 1972! Ralph's has been in business here in Tucson since 1926-still family owned and operated.
Ralph's Transfer must be doing something right, to be subcontracted to Cartus. Cartus Corporation, according to wikipedia "is a services corporation specializing in employee relocation, including home sale and home purchase, household goods shipping, move management, property management, rental and temporary housing, settling-in, spouse/partner career transition assistance, visa and immigration services, intercultural and language training, relocation accounting, international assignment compensation services, policy consulting services supporting benchmarking, program startups, group moves, mergers and acquisitions, and change management."
We kept an eye on things and stayed out of the way. I was impressed with how efficient they were. They were impressed that we bought pizzas and sodas for everyone.
Anyway, they left at 4:30 today, still insisting they'll be done packing tomorrow,with loading done on Thursday.
We'll see...
The owner called to check on how the move went today.
While the packing was being done, Mark had two phones on, and struggled to stay awake. Poor man just got here on Saturday and is severely jet lagged. Plus his allergies have returned.
A few days ago I was really struggling with what was going to Paris, what was going to Colorado and what was going into storage? By lunch time I was so over the emotional aspect of this move. I just wanted it done!
Tomorrow they'll be here at 8 a.m. again. If things go as smoothly as they did today, we'll be in great shape. And I'll owe Jonathan an apology for doubting him.
And while all this was going on, our realtors came over to go over the paperwork to put this house up for sale..."Sign this, sign that, initial this, initial that." Maybe I should be more emotional about leaving this house, but truthfully, I've moved so often and bought and sold houses many times over. What I've learned from all of it is that wherever my husband is, that is home. Even if it's the hotel we'll check into Thursday night.
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