Truck is loaded. Copilot delayed @ ATL, but will arrive before dinner time. Drove loaded truck to pick up car carrier with no casualties. After airport pickup, we'll load the Honda.
So far so good for tomorrow's ohdarkthirty departure.
I reserved a 22' truck (and have been freaking out about it ever since). Today I pick up the truck as scheduled. Upon approaching The Really Big Truck, my stomach did a few 180s. "It's SO BIG!"
I've scrutinized every moving and delivery truck I've seen on the road since deciding to move. I'd almost reached the point of acceptance with 22' of truck, even.
Lo and behold, my moving truck is 26' because they didn't have a 22' truck. Now I've got a whole new round of truck anxiety going on!
Upside: The Really Big Truck's only got 50k miles, a cd player and outta this world a/c. Of course, it's a truck so it's bouncy. And I keep trying to tilt the steering wheel down...
I drove it from the rental place to the house and Bob followed in my car. The route was entirely surface streets, but here in the PHX 'burbs they're blessedly nice and wide and 3 lanes in each direction. He told me I did really well, to which I replied "Mah white knuckles, let me show you dem". I told him I know I need to improve on staying between the lines (I rode the line on the right) and be a bit more careful at stops (I cut it a little close at one or two). Of course, he noticed those things too, but it was nice to know I'm aware.
We got the hard-to-deal-with stuff loaded onto the truck immediately and stopped at 1:00 to wait out the worst heat of the day... up and at 'em again this evening.
Well, I've updated my to-do lists so many times I've lost count. I've contacted utility companies (except gas, and I need to re-poke alarm company), truck places, hotels, Paul of the HVAC (and by the way, "do you know someone who'll do my floors?" 'Cuz yeah, I pretty much researched myself right outta that one).
My attention span is exactly this long: _. All manner of randomness is jumbled up inna my head. Such as: Note to self: add Palm Desert's expansion on a dime before & after shots to my powerpoint portfolioesque presentation.
There's not much left to pack. This seems to be the calm before the load the 22' truck storm.
Last night I booked J's flight and reserved the truck + car carrier. Things are clicking into place.
Next on the packing agenda: I start wrapping furniture since I've boxed everything I can thus far.
I've tweaked the trip a bit; here's the most current time line:
Sunday July 5: pick up truck and car carrier, start loading
Monday July 6: continue loading truck, collect J @ PHX, load car
Tuesday July 7: hit the road stupid early, drive to San Antonio, check into hotel
Wednesday July 8: drive to Houston, stop for lunch, drive to Baton Rouge, check into hotel
Thursday July 9: drive to Atlanta, return car carrier and park the truck somewhere (DO NOT WANT to drive truck in the city nonononononono), fall down @ friend's hotel room in Buckhead
Friday July 10: REST (unless there's some delay on the road- this may be the day we arrive in ATL)
Saturday July 11: unload truck, return if complete
Sunday July 12: truck is due @ truck rental place, plan/prep refinish hardwood floor project
I'm sure I'll freak out about the fact that I'm 40, single and unemployed at some point, but there's no time in the schedule for that.
Steven Blk Peep toe, hidden platform, contrast stitch, wooden cone heel
Aigner Blk + Taupe spectator
BCBG Blk + Brn spectators, open sides
Steve Madden Brn (need love)
Suit separates- wear now- on hangers
And this:
32
Bedroom
20"x20"x20" box
18" Disco Ball (3) Small Disco Ball Ornaments (See #33, #34 for other disco balls)
Padded with: (2) DKNY Euro Shams + Pillows
(2) bath sheets + (1) bath towel
I'm going to go a little bonkers when it's time to make the beds in Atlanta. I used textiles to pad boxes on an "as needed" basis rather than boxing them as complete bedding ensembles. My OCD is twitching a little, but I'm content with the knowledge that my disco balls are cuddley and safe.
The boxes are piling up (and threatening to spill out of the dining room). Last night we had a discussion that went something like this:
"You're going to need the 22' truck." "But I'm scared of the 16' truck, which is essentially a van with a box. The 22' truck IS A TRUCK."
Oddly enough, the 16' truck has the same square footage as the dining room here. While the boxes could be stacked more tightly to save space, there are still several tables (including one that's 3' x 6'), a few chairs, a wardrobe, a sizable shelving unit, 2 queen beds and two nightstands to accommodate. (Why do I have so many tables?!)
I'm great at figuring stuff out and making a lot of stuff fit in a tiny space (as seen during my "hauling lumber in a Pontiac Fiero" college days)... but this is just beginning to look unpossible.
Meh. At least the diesel (22') vs gas (16') gas situation will help offset the additional cost of the bigger (*insert anxiety fit here*) truck...
SIX MORE LINEAR FEET OF TRUCK (plus a car carrier bearing the Honda, remember). Gah.
Oh! In a month, I'll be in Atlanta and almost free of the TRUCK.
I'm probably gonna leave the testy posts up, too. Cuz I like research and documentation (and if I didn't, I might forget the many advantages of posting via email from the Shiny Baby Blackberry VS posting via SMS).
Just be glad I haven't posted the Moving Box Inventory spreadsheet.
In a month I'm going to hit the road with my little dog and a good friend, in a truck filled with my stuff and a trailer full o' my car.
Those days on the road are going to be hectic, but I anticipate I'll still need my interwebz fix via laptop or BlackBerry and friends and family will want to know my whereabouts and such.
So, in the interest of efficiency, I maded you a blogger.