Box Sex

Although we had deluded ourselves into believing that our move would be finished in only 1 day, day 2 dawned bright and early with carryover muscle pain, but renewed hope. Although it was now only Phyllis and me moving, we would be finished by early afternoon because we had borrowed Mario's truck and it would go quicker.

G- Let's reorganize the stuff and pack our suitcases so that all we have to do is take the boxes to the storage then come back and load the SUV.

P- Sounds like a plan. I'm just still so confused about what I'm taking on the trip up the coast and what I'm taking to Nola and what I'm leaving in SF.
G- Me too, but do the best you can do and we can repack tomorrow at Shannon's house. If need be, throw stuff into the laundry baskets and we can taken them to Shannon's.

Hours passed, early afternoon came and went as we made multiple trips to the storage unit packing it as though we were playing Tetris. As we closed the door for what we thought was the last time, the unit was packed floor to ceiling, wall to wall and back to front (10x10x9). We returned Mario's truck around 9pm and returned to the apartment to pack the rest into the SUV.

P- OMG! We have moved shit all day long and there is still so much stuff in this apartment!
G- What is going on? Freakin box sex!!!!!!
P- These boxes are like rabbits!!!
G- WHAH!!!! I just want to lie on the floor and cry.
P- Don't cry, I'll heat the leftover Chinese food and we'll sit for a few minutes and eat and drink a beer.

Moving Day

We were both off the week before our move and even though we thought we had packed and prepared enough, nothing could have prepared us for the nightmare that we were about to endure!  On Saturday, July 31, 2010 we awoke to the sound of an alarm for the first time in over a week, at 6:00 AM.  By 9:30 AM we had picked up the truck and our friends, Julio and Humberto, who were helping us move (aka lifting all the heavy shit) had arrived.



 The 4 hours we had told them that they would be helping us turned in to 9 hours and we were not close to being finished when the wife and girlfriend began calling. 

Without the men and the moving truck we did what we could until we couldn't take anymore and went to eat Chinese food. Although we had planned to be completely out of the apartment by Saturday night, we still had another day of work, so we returned to our partially empty apartment, blew up the air mattress, and went to sit in the hot tub to soothe our aching bodies.