Day 66
Moving. It should be easier. Well, it could be easier if I didn’t have every piece of whatever has come into this house for the past 26 years still in it! Well, that’s not necessarily true … but it seems like it.
Egad … do I have the stuff!
Stuff, stuff and MORE STUFF! I’ve said it before … it should be illegal to live in one place for 26 years. This is ridiculous!
And I’m moving – not across the street, or across town – but across the country, well, half-way across the country. I think it would have been easier if I had moved to Indonesia … I would have purged more. Whatever.
I’m in the process of getting bids for the move. Who knew I had 20,000 pounds or MORE of goods? Eeek. I guess baby grand pianos and two-man saunas and armoires weigh more than I think. Hmm.
Anyway, I’ve gotten 3 bids so far. The owner of a fourth company came today … I liked her. I felt she was very genuine and her BBB ratings were excellent. I hope her quote comes in at a decent price as it would be nice to use someone I felt comfortable with. I’m usually a good judge of character and felt she was being honest with me.
Which is refreshing cuz that hasn’t always been the case when I’ve been contacting and talking with these moving companies. There are a lot of slimy people and companies out there! Beware!
Seriously, I’m an idiot. The other night, in some exhausted from packing fog, I unwittingly filled out some “send me info” form online and now everyone and their brother is calling me to offer me a bid. That was really stupid of me. S T U P I D!
I have people calling me from Tuscaloosa! Really? Why would someone think I’d use them? I’ve had people call who I couldn’t understand – if they want me to consider using them, maybe they should speak English. Or English that I can understand. Maybe.
I’ve had “A Man with a Van” call me … “Genie Movers” (cuz POOF – you are home) … and in the same vein, “Abracadabra Moving Company” (cuz POOF – it’s a magical move) … give me a break!
I’m waiting for “Joe Schmo the Moving Pro” or the guy at “What the F**k, I’ve Got a Truck” to call. I figure they’re bound to – sooner or later!
In the meantime, I’m researching – thank goodness for the internet and the BBB and online review sites. They are very helpful! And I continue packing … all my 20,000 pounds (or more) of stuff.
STUFF. I look around and wonder how the heck I accumulated so much STUFF … and yet, it is the fabric of our lives (like cotton!) … and it is what is us. I am not defined by my stuff … but I like it … so, I will take it with me to feather my next nest. It’ll bring comfort in an unfamiliar place and with those trappings I’ll make the unfamiliar mine.
Good luck to me and whomever I choose … we’ve got a big job ahead of us!