Truck Crew Woo-Hoo!

I'm sitting in one of my collapsable chairs I use for the kids' sporting events. Man, have these things seen some miles. The truck crew guys asked three times if they were going on the truck. I had to fight the urge to pierce their forearms with plastic forks at the thought of them taking my chairs. Without them, it is Floor City and that just wont work for me.

Please remember that I am an Army move virgin and am entitled to my amazement at all I've witnessed today. I will NEVER do a move again on our own, unless it is the retirement move and we stand to make some serious dollarage off of it. Otherwise, heck no.

Monday was day one of the packing. Two guys came and worked. The did the family room, dining room, kitchen and part of the laundry/storage room. They were not prepared for the wealth of useless crap we have. They just had no idea it was possible for one woman to have nine wardrobe boxes. For herself. I think they know now. They were also amazed at the kitchen-ware. I love to cook, I love to try new cooking techniques and we love to entertain. What better way to open our hearts to people than to open our home to them and feed them? So, they came, they packed, we kicked their... Oh, too easy.

Monday, I was so tired from not having slept that I actually fell asleep on the couch for about ten minutes. I know we aren't supposed to do that, but I did that. I was so honkin' tired. After I woke up I sat. That's all. I just sat. When I was done sitting, I sat a little more. Then Kelly and Big Tommy came by to chat and give me instructions for their house and bird. Then they left. And I sat. Glorious indeed, sitting.

Tuesday, I was slightly less tired, but still reasonably so. I slept on the couch because my bed still had Mount Crap-amonjaro on top of it and because I was afraid if I slept in my bed I would sleep right through my alarm.

The same two guys showed up but they brought a friend with them. They must not have liked him very much because they made him do our bedroom all by himself. The only times I saw him were coming in first thing in the morning, leaving for their lunch break, coming back in and leaving at the end of the day. He must have a Master of Crappology degree. I didn't think they were ever-EVER-going to get done packing. And then, I blinked and they were finished. Amazing.

I had enough energy yesterday to not crash during the packing. But, I had yet to surf my couch enough. So, I sat. I played on the computer. I played Connect Four on the little hand-held game thing. I watched General Hospital from start to finish (way to go Spinnelli!). I wrote a blog. Then, I sat. I may never do another thing again. It is so nice to sit.

After the packers finished and left, we sat for a while and rested from our exhausting day, then I ran an errand and grabbed some turkey from the freezer and went to the pantry for the pasta and canned tomatoes. Woops! They were gone. I forgot, packers pack. They pack almost everything. Thankfully Kelly had told me that not only was I entitled to use her kitchen and her pots and pans to cook our dinners, she gave me permission to access her well-stocked pantry. Yay for Kelly! So, we got to their house, the kids got in the pool and I got to cooking. Then we sat and ate. Then we sat.

I slept on the couch again last night for fear I wouldn't wake up with my alarm. I went to get the clock to set it in the family room so I would be sure to wake up in time because they told me the truck crew would be here earlier than the packers. They were. I was on time, but not because I had my alarm clock. I forgot to snag it before the packers could get to it and it got packed. Somehow, I woke up ten minutes before my cell phone alarm was set to ring. That's amazing since I have been known to sleep through three alarms at a time. I have no idea how. I just know that it happens. And, I used to get up at 3am to go to work. And I could get up then. And I got up this morning.

The truck crew got here and got their hustle on. Llet me tell you, they are fast and efficient. My 2390 square feet of crap hardly takes up any of the trailer. Seriously, I am in shock. Mine is the first of three loads going on this truck. The other two are pickups in south Texas heading for Florida. I am the last drop. So, that means no warehousing (applause). They are trying to work out their route to have our delivery to us as soon as possible, and I am not pushing. I will let them tell me when they will be there with our stuff. They are really doing a good job. They were exceptionally pleased to find out that we are in a ground-floor apartment and that we will have a sliding glass door. We had some minor issues getting my couch out of the house because it is, apparently, huger than huge.

At about 12:45 I looked at the clock and thought to myself I should hurry inside instead of lounging in my chair in the shade in the driveway so I could catch today's episode of General Hospital. So, at five 'til, I did. I was crushed to see that the TV (which I watched them wrap, pack and load onto the truck) was gone. Dang. No General Hospital this afternoon.

They may take my alarm clock. They may take my TV. They may try to take my collapsable chairs. But, they will NEVER take my laptop.