And the Ecstasy
Our household goods delivery cleared customs and is scheduled for delivery!
The local council posts parking bans 24 hours in advance as the relocation company will not deliver anything if parking isn’t available.
The Waving Queen waits anxiously for the van’s arrival…
The moving van arrived a few hours late…
along with the tow truck…
and away went the cute little red car. I can’t imagine how painful and expensive it was to get the car back. Ugh. We at least talked them out of towing the second car parked in the no parking zone.
We really didn’t bring much with us, but The Mister insisted on bringing our giant (King-sized) beds and a rather large day bed. We did attempt general measurements before moving, but it was hard to account for 3 sets of very narrow staircases of various sizes. I was incredibly grateful for the young, burly guys that folded up our mattresses and rammed them up three flights of stairs so I can sleep comfortably at night. Bless them.
The daybed posed a more difficult problem, basically because it wouldn’t fit around the first bend in the stairway. Plan B was to cut out the window frame and drag it up by ladder, which the moving guys executed flawlessly.
The move, as a whole, would be considered a complete success except for the fact the shipping company forgot to ship important things like bed frames and sofa cushions. They did, however, manage to ship things we didn’t need…baby step stools (Is that even mine?) and other oddities. Eh. We’ll sleep with our mattresses on the floor and sit on a sofa frame until they find a way to ship the missing items. All in all, it’s a great feeling to have your own things. It makes all the difference.
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