The move took an excruciatingly stretched-out five days. The truck rental company screwed us over, leaving us scrambling for a replacement moving van at the last minute. Our mattress did not fit up the 19th-century spiral staircase. We had to send an extra couch to the curb, because it was too fat to fit in any of the 4 doors. We are sleeping on the couch, and unpacking boxes with the verve and fitness of creaky 90-year-olds. We will not have Internet or cable until Tuesday afternoon. What does this mean for you, dear readers? Until then, expect cell phone photos of my animals and books and maybe a quote or two. Regular content resumes on Wednesday.
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Have had that mattress experience in an old house. You are excused from anything too demanding re this blog. Animals are good.
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The mattress thing is such a pain, and is a challenge we never even considered. I am not posting as much, but love my readers too much to leave them with nothing for a couple of weeks. 🙂
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Everyone I know who has rented a truck was screwed over, including myself on multiple occasions. One wonders how they stay in business.
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This was our first bad rental truck experience. I guess it was bound to happen eventually. It was a doozy, too.
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Moving is a stressful time – best done as seldom as possible, depending on the locals.
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Oh, I agree. We lived in the same loft building for 6 years. In 3 different apartments, but those moves were just down the hall. We only moved 6.5 miles away this time, but it was still such a pain.
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