The Best Laid Plans

Well, The Move is over. Everything, more or less, has arrived in Cali (even as I am sitting here in Massachusetts). But it sure was an interesting experience. There is something about entrusting every material possession you own to a couple of guys in a jalopy truck who barely speak English that is a little disconcerting. Or just like when my father moved me to college. Here are some random ruminations from the unpacking:

• The couch came out with the same fine layer of white Molly dog hair that it always has. What does that say about future cleanability when a 2,000 mile trek doesn’t even shake the dog hair loose? (if that mean old cleaning lady hurts my dog…)
• Those moving guys were REAL comedians…if the one that speaks English says he “sold my television for gas money” ONE MORE TIME…
• Holy crap – unloading the truck occurred from 1 p.m. til 1:15. I’ve had UPS deliveries that take more time.
• Hopefully you read the post about the blue-tape packing method. Ummm…only problem… it didn’t work. First...three-quarters of the boxes had tape on them. Well done. Second…I am happy to report that the Bunn coffee pot was CLEARLY marked with blue tape. Know what wasn’t? The Bunn coffee carafe and coffee filter basket. So now...half a coffee pot just sits in the garage – taunting me.
• I know my movers barely spoke English – but I think I recognized “high maintenance bitch” in Slavic.
• Apparently, the good kitchen knife is really NOT intended to slice open taped boxes. Sorry Rita – no buyer’s remorse =)