Quick notes on the weekend, mainly because I'm too over-tired to string together much of a rational, coherent sentence.
The move went great, despite all of UHaul's plans to sabotage everything. Not only did they downgrade our truck size, reduce the amount of time we were supposed to have it, and then threaten to charge us $200 if we returned it late, the truck *broke down* in front of our apartment in Southie, fully loaded with all of our stuff.
(I will post the picture when we have phone service hooked up so I can dial up, which is supposed to be today, but might be tomorrow, hopefully it will be soon.)
4 hours and several frustrated phone calls later, a tow truck arrived to TOW the fully loaded truck to our new place.
But in a messed up sort of way it worked out best - we didn't get charged for the truck, we didn't get charged with the late fee (there was no way it was getting back in time if it didn't break down) and we didn't have to fill its gas guzzling tank up before we returned it. So, thanks UHaul!
I also have to give mad props to all the boys who made the move possible: Tom, Paul (Eric's BC crew) and the Worcester contingent made up of my brothers Tommy and Jimmy, and Tommy's friend Foley who must have been crazy to volunteer, but when the two of them did much of the heavy lifting to unload the truck, it was like a Godsend. (Especially since Tom, Paul and Eric did all of the heavy lifting alone to load the truck up). We couldn't have done it without these guys, and the beer and the pizza was not nearly enough to show our gratitude.
So, after 14 hours of moving, I took a quick shower, in a shower without a shower pole or shower curtain (I had no choice, we didn't own those until yesterday morning), flooded the bathroom, tried to throw in laundry, flooded the laundry room (drainage hose had a hole in it), threw on the only clothes I could find (not very cute, but at this point, I couldn't have cared less) and made my way to Steph's surprise bachelorette party.
That's right, 6 hours of heavy drinking, smoking and dance party USA to the likes of Madonna and Aretha Franklin. We had a blast.
Home in the wee hours, up in the early hours and we made our inaugural trip to Home Depot as homeowners, complete with coffee in hand and I really felt like we live in Suburbia (despite the fact that we live within the city limits of Boston). I felt like ass, but buying a replacement washer drainage hose-thing, and taking huge amounts of paintchips helped me recover.
And then I felt old. In a good way. :)
We spent the rest of the day trying to make order out of chaos, and we acheived a point of minimal functionality (is that even a word? i don't know anymore) that is, we can brush teeth, shower, and sleep. Clean clothes aren't guaranteed as I don't know where most of them are, and we have utensils, but no dishes yet.
Progress is slow, but the results are promising. The place is HUGE! It's big enough that Eric and I can be in different rooms and not know where the other one is. Amazing.
I love it.
I'm working on the Munich post, and I should have it up, with pictures, when we establish phone service (and a few days after that, we'll have DSL!!! Can't wait.)
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