We are finally in the new place but it was the worst move we have ever made. The guy that gave the estimate said there would be 3 men on the truck...they sent 2 and didn't tell them we were on the 3rd floor with no elevator. He said it would take 7 hours....it took 10. I asked if it would cost over $1,500.00...he said it would be about $1,200.00. It was over $1,600.00. The boxes were not marked very well, KIT for kitchen didn't tell me if it was china, glassware of every day dishes. It took me 4 days to find my computer in a box with NOTHING marked on it to say what was inside. It had my computer, printer and monitor...the monitor didn't work so I had to buy a new one. Just about everything was mixed up so I couldn't empty one box at a time and put the things away. I called they guy who gave the estimate and told him I wasn't one bit happy with him or his company. He asked what he could do to make me happy. I told him he could come and get all the boxes out of the garage and he'd beter not charge an arm and a leg because I was ready to write the Better Business Bureau and the newspaper. He came and got the boxes NO CHARGE and asked what else he could do so I said he could give $200.00 back which he did right there and then. He then asked if there was anything else so I said you could give me $1,600.00 back and he said if that what it takes. I told getting the boxes out of the garage and the $200.00 would be fair enough but DON'T use me for a reccomendation. I'm still trying to put things away and I can't find an electric cord to one of my sewing machines! After all that my cell phone number had been disconnected, had to change ISP and was getting emails through the old one but couldn't reply to any of them! I hope everything is now taken care of except for calling doctor's with the new address and phone number. I know my BP was way up there for about 5 days and I decided if I didn't have a stroke or heart attack in those 5 days I was over!
Jean I remember one thing from my college psych class. The two most stressful life events are losing a spouse and MOVING! Sorry things didn't go well. Maybe just dig out the things you have to have then take your time with the rest. I moved in July with the help of three wonderful girlfriends. They were so efficient, I can't find my things. I call them daily to ask do you know where the strainer,camera, teabags are? Sounds like the worst is over. After you find your necessities, tackle one or two boxes a day. Sorry you had such a bad experience. Hopefully things will improve soon. xox cs
cs, all the boxes are unpacked and gone. Finding the necessities was the mosy frustrating part because boxes weren't marked properly and like items weren't packed together. I have been sorting and putting things away since 19 August. The worst room is my sewing room and the next is my bedroom which has become a dumping ground until I get things organised by type!
Sandi*, My husband is doing quite well considering. He has a hard time figuring out where anything is but he was the same at the condo. He "lost" his wallet again...found it mixed up with T-shirts in his chest of drawers. Lord only knows how that happened!
bluedaze*, No more walk up, we have a 2 car garage so it is a snap to get the groceries from the car to the kitchen. Mail box is on the corner of the yard so no more going down to the mailbox. Once I have everyhting the way I want I will be more relaxed. BTW I lost another 4lbs so I now weigh 84lbs!!!!! Clothes shopping is on the horizon. lol.
84 lbs???????????? I could LOSE 84 lbs., and STILL not be thin. Geeeeez.
Grocery tip: Even though we have a garage that leads into the house, I still keep a wire grocery basket (the upright kind on wheels) in the garage. When I drive into the driveway, I get the cart, load all of my groceries into it, and wheel it into the kitchen. Saves lifting and carrying. Sid used to help me with the groceries, but even when the boot finally comes off of his broken foot, I think his helping days are over.
I found Sid to be quite agitated, angry, and prone to easy temper flareups for about a month after we moved last year, then he settled down. Once they get used to the new place and the new routine, they're fine.
I weighed 99 lbs when I was 11. And I agree with Joan, 84 lbs would make me look good. Anyway, we've been in our Condo for 11 yrs, and DH still doesn't know where the bathrooms are. (I shouldn't say still, because he used to know,) Good luck jean.
84 lbs.......that gets our attention, doesn't it! I must have weighed that at some time in my life....maybe....for a brief moment in time. Good for you; have fun shopping.
Your move sounds like my move earlier this year. The movers didn't bring a truck big enough and had to go back and get things 3 days later. My DH was little or no help and I had counted on him for packing things in the garage and I had to do it all. I was totally exhausted and lost 8 pounds. I have everything unpacked but still need to put curtains up and a few other things....but too tired. One of the worse things was all the calls regarding changng addy, bank accounts, getting new doctors, dentists and notifying everyone including GOD. My husband was a total wreck for about a month but has come around to just be his forgetful self. He likes the new place a lot better and it is closer to family which I felt we needed. Good luck and gain some weight sounds like you can't afford to lose much more.
Judith, I know what you mean about your DH being no help. Mine was trying to grab paper as I was unwrapping things and putting the paper in empty boxes. I just knew he was going to make me drop what ever I was unwrapping. One of the boxes had some of my sewing items and I have one of those boxes with several small drawers where I keep all my buttons by colour. He grabbed that and half the buttons fell out!! I can't tell you how much I am looking forward to sorting them all out again. One blessing, this place has Plantation shutters on all the widows so I don't have to mess with curtains and drapes. I hope you will get orgganized soon then perhaps you can relax for a while. Good luck and God Bless.
Jean, I did "the move" 4 years ago with DH and 92 yr. old Mother in tow. Your experience brought back memories, however, I packed my own boxes along with my daughters, and that saved me lots of grief. I had a "referred by friend"mover and that was the best decision ever. They were great. My Mom packed her stuff and it was unreal all she had stowed in her bedroom, and she had mixed the box contents as much as possible in order to fill every corner.
I agree with the others, in about a month things will settle down. After I unpacked the essentials, i just left the rest for later and fielded complaints and adjustments from my 2 "charges". You have definitely NOT made a mistake in moving from a 3 floor walk-up to a place on the first floor with an attached garage. I cannot imagine negotiating a 3 floor walk-up daily.
Awwwww.... Starling, one of the problems with having an hourglass figure is that the sands of time always end up in the lower half..... Where o where did my waistline go?????
I love the hourglass figure comment...lower half is filling fast! Maybe when we move I'll lost some weight. We're going into a continuing care community and I'm just hoping it will not be too upsetting for DH. He has visited there often (we have friends there) and "said" he like it. It will be a whole different story when we get there I suppose. He can't find his way around here so I don't think that part will make much difference. I know it will probably upset him some...just praying for the best.
Jean, I hope you'll be able to get all your buttons (and everything else) straight soon. It sound as though this will be a big improvement over where you were living...no more stairs to climb!!
jean anything seems hard these days with loved ones in tow. moving no exception even harder. i am glad its over now and you can get both of you settled in. take your time. love the hourglass analogy. sands of time i seem to have formed Dunes! haha divvi
In the past 17 years we have lived in eight different places. With each move, every single box was completely inventoried and indexed--and packed by me. It was so much work on the front end, but so much easier when the movers dumped hundreds of boxes into the house and drove off.
Even with organization, however, the last move just about killed me, and it was some years ago. I can't even imagine trying to move now, especially with a husband who needs help, instead of one who can give help. I think every caregiver who has to move should get a couple of extra stars in their crown—and a week in a spa!