Moving Day

Also known as: Jesus we've got a lot of Crap

The sun rose early on Friday...or so they tell me. Here in Kansas City, KS, we had overcast skies, constant winds with gusts up to 40 mph and temps in the low 50s (F). I arose early, well, for me at 6 am. Showered, dressed and roused the wife from bed. Once I got her into the shower, I stripped the bed, tossing the sheets and all the towels, including hers into the washer so that the final load of laundry would be done before we left the apartment. My dad was supposed to be at my place at 7:30 to pick me up and go get the moving truck at 8. About 7:10, he called me, asked if I could go pick him up instead. So I did, we went, got the truck and headed back to the apartment.

Wife had already left for work. Dad and I got the truck backed into the cul-de-sac we lived in, as close to our apartment as possible. First thing we moved, the couch...only because it was right in front of the sliding glass door and thus would be in the way of moving everything else. Hoist it up, carry it out the door...and my foot slips on the wet grass. Twisted ankle, nice. Get that back in place, and continue moving stuff.

The morning flies by, Mom arrives and helps pack those last min things that you need until the very end. By noon, the three of us have our apartment in the truck. Cleaning will wait till Sat. We drive up the block to our new apartment and three of my friends show up to help unload. We're done in little more than an hour.

Fun fact: A sleeper sofa will not make the turn from the front door, down the small hallway into our new living room. Only option...hoist it over the railing onto our patio and in through the sliding glass door.

One of the guys has to leave for work, so we bid him adieu and the rest of us head to my mother-in-laws. She's about 85% packed...despite me ragging on her for, oh, the last freaking two months about needing to be ready. Oh well, it is what it is. We pack up the stuff she's taking, toss the rest. Get over to the new apartment and unload. Oh, I should mention that while we're loading her apartment, the temp dropped about 10 degrees and the wind began to hit constant 30 mph. I will also mention that QuickTrip hot chocolate in the back of a moving truck is a treat.

So, around 3:30ish, we had back to the new apartment, unload her crap...of which she has a lot of. Order pizza...there are advantages for working for a pizza place...like, 50% discounts.

Everyone chows down, and the family/friends head home. Wife, mother-in-law and I begin the fun of now unpacking.

Saturday, dawns early...sunny this time but still cool. Wife and I return the truck and she begins cleaning our old place. Mom-in-law has friends come over and help her clean so we don't even worry about it.

By 5, I've moved everything, even the little stuff, both apartments have been cleaned and keys have been turned in. We're moved.