This weekend was the big move day! After one week of sleeping on the floor on my own, the family was to be reunited and I was to be reunited with my bed!
Thanks to a full week of effort from Sarah, her mother and I, reached Saturday, the only things that had to be moved were the large ones: Sofas, beds, tables and Thia’s garden toys.
My main concern was that everything looked great on paper with regards with timing, but once again, we had cut it extremely fine, with most of the utilities being only transferred on Saturday. The plan ended up being the following:
- 6:30: Wake Up
- 7:00AM until 8:00PM: Wait for the Gas man to come and activate our gas account and start the pilot lights.
- 8:00AM: Agnes comes and relays me in the house, waiting for the gas man, while I go and get the truck.
- 8:30AM: Pick up truck
- 9:00AM: Leave truck rental place and go to house
- 9:30AM: Long list of friends arrive and start loading the truck
- 1:00PM: Move over
- 2:00PM: Return truck
- 2:30PM: Rain starts!
- 2:30PM: Cable guys over
- 3:00PM: Satellite guys over (until 8:00PM)
- Keep fixing and plugging stuff until exhaustion arise
- Midnight: Pass out and sleep for few hours!
The best part of this day of move was the turn out of friends, colleagues and neighbors! Almost everybody we knew and who was available answered the call and helped us shlep our stuff!
We will all remember the pain of trying to move Thia’s new slide and playground, Alfredo’s effort to try to convince me to take it to pieces in order to get it out of the garden and Sylvain’ push to put all energy we had left to get that stuff out of our garden in one piece (almost)!
Kudos to Brian, our neighbor, whose wife is 9 months and week pregnant and who managed to make it despite the imminent new arrival in his family! (Still to happen at the time I finally publish this note)
Life can now resume!











