Well, we are on the road. I'd like to say our moving experience in Yuma went smoothly...like to say. It didn't.
So, to start, our packers came last Friday for four hours and did a great job. They knocked out about 2/3 of the house. Then, with Memorial Day, they didn't come back until Tuesday. That was really annoying because what they DID pack on Friday was the kitchen, living room, playroom (including all toys), master bedroom, master bath, and the tvs. Fun, fun over a long weekend. What they didn't pack that Friday was the formal dining room, guest rooms, garage, and the kids' bedrooms. So, they said they would be back first thing Tues morning. I sat at the house all morning, and they finally came around 11. Ahhh. Then, around 2:30, they started to be pulled one by one (there were four) to go down the street and pack the colonel's house. Now, this wasn't his fault. He was scheduled to be packed, but because the packers were three hours late, they didn't finish at our house on time. So, they left one guy to finish, and he finally did at 3:30. However, none of the boxes had been tagged. By 4:20, the foreman hadn't tagged them, so Edward walked down the street and told them we had to be at his promotion party (later post). We had told them that on Friday, and we had even reminded them of that Tues morning. So, the crew said they would come back Wed. to tag. They never came and when Edward called, the company said they weren't coming and the driver could do it.
Thursday at 7:45 our "big truck" moving truck turned down our street. What a praise for a driver being on time! His crew worked very well and efficiently. They did a good job, but there was one MAJOR problem. The estimator lady that was sent out to inventory the house and put an estimate in for the amount of room we would need on the truck was WAY off! The exact same thing happened to us when we moved from NC to AZ! Both times, we were the last load, the fourth family on the truck, and both times, they completely ran out of room!!!! Who gets the short end of that stick??? We do. By lunchtime, Edward and I knew it wouldn't fit, as we've been through this before. By 2:30, the driver admitted it and called dispatch and called dispatch and called dispatch. The driver completely filled his truck, cleaned up, and left at 5:30 with a garage full of boxes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Edward and I were taking bets that our stuff wouldn't get picked up. At 7:00, a smaller truck showed up. It was the same packer crew that we'd had earlier! They had been packing our friends, the Trimbles, all day, which is funny because they live at the Marine Base in town, 45 min away. We go to church with them, and they are leaving after us, but apparently somehow the connection was made we were friends (see how small the military is?). So, they loaded the rest of the boxes, the picnic table, the grill, my DYSON, and they said it would go to storage in Yuma until "a driver going to NC has room on his truck." Hmmm, sounds SUPER sketchy. Now, we are taking bets if that stuff will get there. They said it was about six hundred pounds of stuff (clearly they didn't estimate that correctly, as the picnic table was the one my dad made us, and I think it alone weighs 600 lbs, haha). So, we'll see if and when we get that load. Oh, and what was in those boxes? Edward and I had time to read the boxes with the hour and a half no one showed. It was all master bedroom clothing (awesome), boy toys (double awesome because if my little boy doesn't get his Batcave on this first shipment, he's going to really lose it. I PROMISED it would come to NC, and no replacement can fix a broken promise to him), and a box of canned goods. Great. No clothing for us, no boy toys, no vacuum, and no grill...hmmm.
Now, the last hiccup of the day was actually early on. The driver was doing his paperwork when he got there and said to me, "So, is this stuff going to storage?" I replied that I hoped not because we had a house and were hoping for door-to-door. What is the difference, you might ask? Well, if you aren't there to meet the truck, it goes to storage. They take it on base, unload the truck at the storage center, and they have to unwrap everything. The driver needs his stuff back. Then, when you get there, they load it in crates, drive it to you on flatbed trucks, and unload. See the potential for breakage??? It's a nightmare. We missed the driver by a couple of days moving to Yuma, and SO MUCH was broken!!!! The movers were bringing our patio table off in pieces just to give you a mental picture. Not good. So, when I asked about door-to-door, he said he would be there Monday. THIS MONDAY! Our good friends and now former neighbors, do the cross-country drive straight through often, and they can't do it much under 40 hours with their three kids. That driver is moving to get there by 8:00 AM Monday. So, thankfully, my parents can be added on as able to receive the household goods, and they are going to meet the truck on Monday. Thanks Mom and Dad!
We cleaned, and cleaned, and cleaned, to check out of housing today. Then, we had to book it to Phoenix because the minivan needed new tires. Now, that wasn't planned either. We had the van in for an oil change and tire rotation last week. You know, 2500 miles, good idea. They called us and said the 60,000 mile tires were totally shot after 32,000 miles. The manufacturer was willing to give a discount on a new set. NO THANKS!!! If they wore out early once... So, if you know Yuma, you know that nowhere ever has anything in stock. It's quite comical. Nowhere. So, of course, any tires, would have to be special ordered because it is apparently odd to have a common minivan to find tires. At that, we decided to call Sears near our hotel in Phoenix, and welcome back to the modern world to us!!! Sears, not only had several in stock, they put an order number on them, and said to just come in, and it would be done in less than two hours. So, we booked it to Phoenix today (two cars I mind you, as we both get to drive cross country) to get new tires and as it turns out, new brake pads. Whatever. To quote friends of ours, "Sometimes you have to throw money at it and make it go away." This was one such occasion. Can I tell you how much we aren't going to miss the dealership and the Sears in Yuma!!! Thanks Sears here in Phoenix for such great service. I'm loving my new tires, and I feel much safer with the over 2000 miles we still have to go.
As I sit here tonight, the kids and Edward are fast asleep. House Hunters is on, so I'll sign off, but the moving trip continues in the morning.