When last I left you, I had signed a lease for my new apartment, and things were looking up. And for the most part, they kept looking up. Minus a few setbacks, of course.
But instead of rehashing all the drama step by step, I’ll just summarize and say that I am all moved in and settled. I love my new apartment. It’s spacious, clean, and there is actually more room here than I even guessed. Of course, that has a lot to do with how much crap I purged before I moved — and believe me, I purged a LOT of crap.
So how did I get to this point? Here’s the summary….
1. My deal with the old apartment – The rental company kept my check and cashed it, even though I asked them not to, which set off a domino effect of problems. It created a ton of stress for me, but it all got worked out in the end. Especially since I had already signed a lease for my new apartment by then.
2. Moving Day – I ended up hiring a U-Haul, and also hired two guys to help move, in addition to the wonderful help I received from four friends of mine. I don’t know what would have done without them. The day itself was as bad as it could possibly have been. It was pouring rain almost all day long, and when I woke up in the morning that day (I barely slept as it was), I still didn’t know where to pick up my truck. I called U-Haul at about 7:30 in the morning and they told me I had to pick it up at 7am and bring it back by 1pm. HA. Fat chance. They didn’t see the mound of boxes I had stacked up and the number of furniture items I had.
So I picked up the truck in the pouring rain and drove it back home. One by one my friends arrived, and then the movers arrived. I tell you, these guys were amazing. They strapped so much stuff on their backs it made MY back hurt. And they just kept going and going.
At one point, my friend Bradley looked at me and said, “Rick, you really need to dump some of this stuff.” I knew it, too. And so I started throwing things away. I didn’t even look inside boxes or crates– I just dumped it. You see, in my family, we are, by nature, pack rats. So it’s hard to part with stuff. Well when push comes to shove, that trait goes out the window. And in the end, I’m very glad that it did.
I finally got all moved into my new place– save for a few more things left behind that I would pick up the next day. Another friend called after everyone had gone home and asked if I needed help, so he came by and we set up my bedroom so I could sleep that night. And once we were done and had unloaded and unpacked a few more things, I had a bed to sleep on at last.
I had one major casualty in the move: my sofa. It would not fit in either door, no matter how hard we tried. But it was pretty well destroyed anyway, (the cats had done their work on it over the years, both as a scratching post and, at one bad point in time, as a litter box!) so I was not exactly sad to see it go.
3. The cats – My friend Rafael watched the cats for me while the move happened, so they didn’t have to be around for all the craziness. When I took them back home, I wasn’t quite sure how they would react to the new surroundings, but they have absolutely LOVED it right from the start. I think being away from their “things” for so long made them very happy to be back, no matter where it was. They are loving seeing new and exciting things out the windows, and finding new places to run and hide.
So overall, the move went well, and I am very happy here. I finally took some pictures the other day, and they are below. From here, new adventures begin. We’ll see where this all leads me. Thanks for all of your support and encouragement through all of this — It was a really awful experience at the beginning, but it turned out to be a wonderful outcome in the end.