So, the packers were supposed to come today. But now they are supposed to come on Friday. In some ways, this is good. Packers on Friday was my original plan. We were prepared for today, though, so now we’re left in a state of suspended animation. We’ve basically eaten all of the food in the house, leaving us with nothing for the next two days. We’ve said our goodbyes, making it awkward to call our friends and leaving us with no social activities. I didn’t pay for parking this month (you can’t buy partial months), resulting in a strange car ballet to avoid excessive parking fees.
I think we’re going to go see a movie tonight, just to get out of the house. I wonder if I can include that in my moving expenses. Ha!
We’ve worked with a number of outstanding professionals on various details associated with this move. So far, though, I haven’t been impressed with the movers. The agent in Blacksburg, who has the Virginia Tech contract, seems very good. If my complaint were more concrete, then I think he would be helpful; at this moment, though, my “complaint” amounts to a vague uneasiness and a feeling that I’m being jerked around. The agent in Syracuse, who is doing the move, seemed nice at first, but I don’t think he’s playing straight with me. The dispatcher in Syracuse actually laughed at me on the phone the other morning when I suggested that we might need to know when they were going to pick up and deliver our stuff. Everyone involved has been extremely reluctant to commit to a move date; we didn’t get a loading date until yesterday morning. From talking to other people, our complaints don’t seem unusual. Let’s hope they do such an outstanding job this weekend that I am forced to eat my words. When this is over, I’ll tell the whole story, and I’ll name names!