I don’t think moving is ever fun–although, if you had people to do all your packing, transportation and unpacking for you, it could probably be so much fun!
Last Thursday morning, the agent called us and said we could have the keys early if we wanted. Anson & I were both off work all day so we said sure. We ended up with a 10 foot U-haul (because that’s all they had), pouring rain and the strength of well, just the two of us. We loaded up the truck and the car and headed over to the new place once the kids got home from school. We unloaded as quickly as possible and then headed to IKEA to get some stuff we needed since we had a truck to put it all in. Anson had to leave for work at 10:30 that night so we spent the last remaining hour we had trying to pack everything else into the truck–beds and mattresses included. The truck didn’t have to be back until 9AM, so Anson drove it to work and then I met him at 7:30AM at the new house to unload it. I even got to sleep on the cold, hard floor on a blanket for the night! Luckily, I was so tired it felt super comfy.
On top of the moving, Chloe had promised her class I would bake cupcakes for her last day of school. The cupcakes got baked, frosted at 5:45AM and then dropped off later on. They definitely weren’t the most beautiful cupcakes I’ve ever made, but thankfully kids do not discriminate against cupcakes!
On Friday I worked my last shift downtown, so there wasn’t a lot of time for packing. Saturday, I had a bunch of piano lessons to teach and when I got home Anson was in the middle of the IKEA building. He had already put together the table and a small desk so it was just the girl’s bunk beds to do. There were only 35 steps to get through and only a few of them had 14 steps under them to complete. What could possibly go wrong? Only EVERYTHING. I am completely convinced that the people who write those instructions and draw the little pictures spend all day laughing hysterically as they imagine people not comprehending what to do. They probably have people who test out the directions and if they finish too easily–THEY MAKE THE DIRECTIONS HARDER. It is probably a room where spiteful, vindictive people get to work together to take their frustrations out on us unsuspecting souls who are just too poor for real furniture. It took us THREE ENTIRE HOURS to build the bunk bed. One set–just so you know. Not an entire room of bunk beds or even two. Just one. Anson laughed so hard he was crying, I just plain actually cried, Aimee said we were so mean to her (she was not being helpful AT ALL) and Chloe thought it was the best time ever.
Moral of the story–Work hard, people. If you make enough money, you won’t have to put together IKEA furniture. You will probably also be able to afford to pay a moving company.
We are moved though, and that’s what counts. The kids started their new school and Chloe has 25 best friends already. Aimee got a new library card which is the most important part of a new city to her and J got to play with his cousin today. I have a picture on my living room wall and a house full of cheap furniture and priceless people. Hey! If we can survive IKEA furniture building–nothing can bring us down!