Moving Day

Kenny knows what he is doing!

Yesterday, Wiltfong Movers (United Van Lines) sent Marcus and Kenny who spent six hours packing up our stuff.  I expected a couple hours of packing dishes and artwork but the procedure was far more involved.  They sealed the boxes we had filled and packed up lamps, glass table tops, electronics, mirrors, and more.  They worked efficiently and cheerfully.  My job was to label what was going and what was staying.  However, at some point, I lost my sticky note pad and had to use Kenny's blue tape.  In my defense, the house was a maze of boxes.

 Meanwhile, we kept finding things we had neglected to pack.  I found a handbag used once for Laura's wedding, a wooden vase, a large woven basket.  Jim found  foreign coins, old watches, and his Teamster honorable withdrawal card.  We were tired too when the packers left.

The house smells like
cardboard

I woke up this morning at 3:54 am with the thought of our ironing board and was it worth taking with us!   It just shows how crazy this whole process is.  I lay awake for the next hour and kept popping up to write down items hoping to reduce my mental clutter.   It didn't help that I had to find a pen and paper downstairs--and then I decided I needed an Aleve for my sore knees.  I dozed again around 5 am for a short while.  And after looking at Amazon at 6:30 am,  I decided to leave the ironing board here and get a table top one in New Jersey.

Great care being taken
for the hutch
from Shipshewana

The movers came around 9 am today.   Kenny and Marcus were back along with two young men, one of whom was the owner's son working on his summer break.  Another group of three went to Jim's office at Notre Dame with Jim to get his books.  Many items needed to be taken apart, shrink-wrapped, and packed.   Our stuff filled only about 1/3 of the huge van.

I made coffee for everyone but then realized we had no coffee cups.  Jim got a dozen donuts and a few styrofoam cups from Krispy Kreme and that was appreciated!

We will fill about 1/3
of this truck

It's not impossible that Kenny will be driving the truck and meeting up with us again in New Jersey in six weeks.   We would like that.

Tomorrow we move into the Airbnb.  We hoped to check-in earlier than 3 pm but were unable to contact Doug, the owner,  because Verizon said his number was not in service.  Airbnb put us in contact with their "resolution specialist" who had another local number for Doug so now we have the check-in procedure and we hope it works out perfectly! But that will be a story for another blog.