I've spent the last couple of days trying to help people move to the area and I have to say the only thing I hate more than moving is moving someone else. The only thing I hate more than that is packing... Packing, regardless of how wonderful the reason I'm packing, is the bane of my existence. I'm great at it - but I hate it with every ounce of my being. That being said, when it comes to moving... inefficient use of space, disorganization, and wasting time are my hugest pet peeves. To make matters worse, the girl that was moving had her mom there to 'help.' UGH! This was a nightmare.... 4 people all trying to pack one 10ft truck and tell each other the best way to do it. I don't really know the girl that well so I initially stood aside and did what I was told. Finally I had enough of people debating on things for 30 mins every time something was taken to the truck and I just jumped in. They brought stuff out and I put it in the truck. End of complication, for the most part. Her mom kept trying to jump in from time to time but the mom-wrangler kept her occupied most of the time. We finished packing up the truck just as it started to rain. I stood out in it for a few minutes because it just felt so cleansing.
We drove the truck up to DC bright and early the next morning (read: at my least favorite time of day) in the middle of a huge downpour. I ended up sleeping in the passenger’s seat of the moving truck for about an hour or so...so it wasn't all bad. Once we got there things were sort of the same so I just hopped in the truck and started unloading. Now I'm known as Ms. Delegation...
Things took a lot longer than planned so I ended up going straight from there to my summer school class last night. I was most definitely not thrilled about that but nothing could be done. I came home, had some wine, and everything was all good.
Unfortunately I get to do the same thing again in 2 weeks for someone else...
Posted by Princess Cat at May 25, 2005 11:29 PM @ 11:29 PM in SSDD // Permalink