The Moving Adventure

Technically I am all moved into my dads!

My dad and his girlfriend Karen came down to my apartment in Wilmington last Wednesday night (waaay past my dads bed time) to help me pack and move. They were supposed to come down Thursday night but because of impending storms they decided to come a day early...which forced me to try to clean my whole apartment with like 5 hours notice because I left it all to the last minute, of course. It was still pretty disastrous when they arrived but they were polite about it.

Thursday and Friday we packed and ate. They helped a lot which was awesome because I definitely couldn't have done it all by myself.

Saturday we got to pick up the truck. We ordered a 17' truck and instead got a 26' one. There were some positives and negatives to getting a truck that was waay too big. We started loading up the truck with boxes and stuff but couldn't do a lot because my dad wanted the matresses the furthest back and we needed to sleep on them that night.

Karen actually said "We can sleep on the floor - it doesn't matter" Now, for anyone who knows any of my dad's other girlfriends you can imagine how impresssed I was by this statement. Not only was Karen helping with my move (which obviously she doesn't have to) but she was sick too! I like Karen. She's a keeper.

I traded my sofa and chairs (which I was going to throw out anyway) to some friends of mine that are male with muscles for help moving the big heavy stuff. That worked out well. I also donated a bunch of stuff (wasing machine, dresser, nightstand, tv stand from my bedroom) that I wasn't going to keep, and that worked out easily also. It's a good thing I got rid of so much stuff too...becuase my dad's house is PACKED right now.

On Sunday we finished packing and left (my dad and Karen 3 hours before me becuase I had to stay and clean) and drove to MD to stay the night (not the same places in MD but we both decided to stop there).

I arrived back at my dads around 3:30 yesterday with my dog. I made the best time that I ever had on the trip this time! I beat my own personal record! My dad got back around 6ish and he went to drop off Karen and her house....and the truck ran out of gas her in driveway! He says the gauge lied to him... So they went and put more gas in it and he got back here around 630. I had 4 friends come over and help move and we had it all unloaded in about 1.5 hours. We ate pizza after and hung out for a minute then everyone had to go home and go to bed because they have real jobs to get to in the morning!

As of right now everything I own in is pretty much jammed into my dads empty dining room and I need to unpack and organize a TON! I also need to go rescue my cats from my mom's powerless house (she's had no power since Thursday) but I'm afraid they may get lost in the disaster. I haven't yet had time to make a space for them. Phillip loves it. There is stuff everywhere and waaaay more people than he's use to. He's happily sleeping by my feet.

Must go unpack now...