Moving Day, Part 1
So graduation is over and we have two big moves to in the next month! The first is moving Courtney out of his $500 a month mansion in Blacksburg and up to D.C. and the second will be moving into our new apartment on Capitol Hill (sign the lease tomorrow!)
I’m hoping that in hindsight, the grusome details of this particular move will provide some chuckles. Things are always different in hindsight… kind of like in hindsight staying downtown until 4AM probably was not a good call, but we did get to experience a Hooptie Ride (think 15 passenger van taxi decked out in Hokie decor and full velvet interior) and say ‘see you later’ to every bar in Blacksburg.
Courtney assured me that he doesn’t have too much stuff to move, and we were even able to pack some of it in to send back with my parents (Lila included). However, packing up ‘not much stuff’ without any bins, or even a suitcase (his preferred method is laundry baskets) is proving to be a slightly daunting task for my dehydrated brain.
8:35AM: food packed in backs, after slight argument that included Courtney’s empathy for the appetite of the children in Africa, we compromise that we will throw away the calzone that was left out on the counter but bring the frozen pizza and the calzone that Hunter remembered to pop in the fridge before passing out.
8:45AM: Sheets and pillowcases in the wash… so much for a nap!
11:45AM: Refueled after brunch with the family at the Cracker Barrel and ready to get rolling! Hoping the food coma will hold off…
12:05PM: I take on the task of conquering the closet. Overwhelmed by dirty clothing, dog hair, an other unmentionable finds, I cave and throw it all in the wash.
12:23PM: Courtney has a moment when I try to throw away the green comforter that has “been with me for longer than you’ve known me” (true story, I remember it from Oxford). Luckily I googled “how to throw away your child’s baby blanket”… kidding. After a chat by the trash can during which I explain that we only have one queen sized bed and I already have a comforter that I don’t need gloves to handle, he agrees to lets me toss it.
12:43PM: Cleaning the refridgerator and bathroom, I discover that maybe I do have a gag reflex afterall. 3:00 deadline looking less likely…
2:21PM: The dryer, containing 87% of Courtney’s clothing, does not appear to be working despite my having removed the dog hair from the lint collector at least 7 times.
2:41PM: Courtney is playing Tetris with the back of the jeep. I’m trying to coax the dryer into not making us miss our 3:00PM deadline.
3:03PM: All packed and ready to go! And only missed the deadline because I’m too neurotic not to pair up and fold the socks… Slightly shocked!
D.C., here we come!
