The day Russ went back to work, the moving company called and said that they would be bringing our stuff by. Of course they would! Isn't there some force of nature that makes things like that happen? Anyway, I was slightly irritated with the thought of having to hold Allie for 2+ hours so she wouldn't get stepped on. Therefore when the movers showed up 2 hours LATER than when the said they would be there I wasn't in a great mood.
The two moving men that came, where WONDERFUL. They handled our stuff gently, even though they were going up a flight of stairs with it. The would ask me which room I would want things in and they would listen to what I said. The driver who was helping very minimally was very rude to me, and he was the one in charge! He made snide comments to me the whole time about the amount of stuff we had. (Did I mention we had 8,000lbs which is a VERY light load for coming from a duplex?!) He also wouldn't ask where I wanted things, or if he did ask he wouldn't put it there anyways. At the end I asked him for a copy of some of the papers that listed things broken in the move. He said he would give them to me, then never did! That one really made me mad, because I wanted to know what they "thought" they had broken. In the end we sent in a complaint about the guy. We didn't seek out to do this, but ATLAS sent us a survey asking how the driver was. I couldn't lie, I HAD to tell the truth.
Another upside to this experience beside the two polite movers was how FAST they got it done. They had everything unloaded in about 2 -3 hours. How wonderful it felt to have our stuff back with us, even if it was only in boxes!
I fed the girls quickly and then started in on unpacking. Here is one of about twenty boxes this size. This beast comes up above my waist!
The two moving men that came, where WONDERFUL. They handled our stuff gently, even though they were going up a flight of stairs with it. The would ask me which room I would want things in and they would listen to what I said. The driver who was helping very minimally was very rude to me, and he was the one in charge! He made snide comments to me the whole time about the amount of stuff we had. (Did I mention we had 8,000lbs which is a VERY light load for coming from a duplex?!) He also wouldn't ask where I wanted things, or if he did ask he wouldn't put it there anyways. At the end I asked him for a copy of some of the papers that listed things broken in the move. He said he would give them to me, then never did! That one really made me mad, because I wanted to know what they "thought" they had broken. In the end we sent in a complaint about the guy. We didn't seek out to do this, but ATLAS sent us a survey asking how the driver was. I couldn't lie, I HAD to tell the truth.
Another upside to this experience beside the two polite movers was how FAST they got it done. They had everything unloaded in about 2 -3 hours. How wonderful it felt to have our stuff back with us, even if it was only in boxes!
I fed the girls quickly and then started in on unpacking. Here is one of about twenty boxes this size. This beast comes up above my waist!
This is how much paper came out of it! Again, that is above my waist, and probably about 4 feet wide! I'm glad they used this much paper though. Not ONE of dishes got broke!
Lily was my little stomper. She would get in this HUGE garbage bag and stomp all the paper down so more would fit in.
Througout the week, I got a lot of things unpacked. On Thursday I didn't something really stupid. Allie had been crying so I was holding, and I was on the phone with my mom. I didn't have any hands free to move our box of Encyclopedias. I decided to move it with my foot. I KNOW stupid! I ended up straing the muscle in my leg. The next few days I was in a lot of pain if I walked on it.
As far as unpacking goes, we have all the "necessities" unpacked. Our extra bedroom is still packed with boxes of books. We have soooooooo many of them. We are trying to move them out of there, so we can set up our bookshelves and get the books on them. It is real slow progress since Russ gets home at 6:00. He doesn't want to be moving boxes around. He'd rather do things with the family. I can't lift most of the boxes, so they just sit there. We'll get it done someday! We joke that we will get it done just in time to pack them up and move again! :D
Out of everything we've unpacked we haven't found too many broken things. The girls dresser is completely gone. Russ was able to jimmyrig it till we get paid for a new one. One of my side tables that my brother-in-law made for our wedding. This one made me mad because you can tell that they broke the top off, set it back on, then put something REALLY heavy on it and smashed it to smitherines! It isn't like I can go buy a new one of these either! The back of our rocking chair came off because the bolts had been sheered. Hmmm...can't think of anything else...yet!
Througout the week, I got a lot of things unpacked. On Thursday I didn't something really stupid. Allie had been crying so I was holding, and I was on the phone with my mom. I didn't have any hands free to move our box of Encyclopedias. I decided to move it with my foot. I KNOW stupid! I ended up straing the muscle in my leg. The next few days I was in a lot of pain if I walked on it.As far as unpacking goes, we have all the "necessities" unpacked. Our extra bedroom is still packed with boxes of books. We have soooooooo many of them. We are trying to move them out of there, so we can set up our bookshelves and get the books on them. It is real slow progress since Russ gets home at 6:00. He doesn't want to be moving boxes around. He'd rather do things with the family. I can't lift most of the boxes, so they just sit there. We'll get it done someday! We joke that we will get it done just in time to pack them up and move again! :D
Out of everything we've unpacked we haven't found too many broken things. The girls dresser is completely gone. Russ was able to jimmyrig it till we get paid for a new one. One of my side tables that my brother-in-law made for our wedding. This one made me mad because you can tell that they broke the top off, set it back on, then put something REALLY heavy on it and smashed it to smitherines! It isn't like I can go buy a new one of these either! The back of our rocking chair came off because the bolts had been sheered. Hmmm...can't think of anything else...yet!














































