Sunday, July 5, 2009

7/1/09-7/5/09

Heads up, this post is a long story.  There is no way to shorten it, be forewarned.  Also, it would make a great coming-of-age movie or at least an episode of a situational comedy.

The past few days I’ve been attempting to move to Denver, CO, specifically Lakewood.  I packed all my stuff, well, mostly all of it.  I left on Saturday for Washington D.C. for the Global Education Competiveness Summit (GECS).  I left a list with my parents and Deb & Greg of the things that still had to packed and what was going on the truck and what was going in the car.  On Monday, while I was in DC, everything was loaded onto the truck.  And when I say everything, I mean all of my worldly possessions…which according to the movers, is a very small shipment.

GECS went really well.  I also got to go to a little bit of NECC and I got to run into Dave Berque, woo hoo!  After disembarking in Indianapolis on Wednesday afternoon, I had two voicemails.  They were both from Kenny, the truck driver who has all of my stuff on his truck.  He was calling to let me know that he would be delivering my household goods on Friday, July 3rd, in the morning.  Thankfully, I had made previous arrangements with the owners of the condo so I wouldn’t have to be there to let the movers in.  I would call the husband’s cell phone, and either he or his personal assistant, would answer.  I would let them know when my shipment was arriving and they would send someone to the condo to open the door for the movers.  Naturally the first thing I did after getting these messages was to call the landlord to let him know of the developments in moving plans.  He didn’t answer, so I left an informative voicemail.

After I picked up my luggage, Kendra picked me up from the airport and we went to grab lunch while we chatted and waited for my dad to arrive at 4 to take me back to West Lafayette.  Kendra gave me this adorable picture frame with the funniest pictures of us in it!!  Once my dad and I got back to West Lafayette, we quickly packed up the car and started out for Chicago.  Mom, Deb, and Greg had already left since they didn’t need to pack up a car.  When Dad and I stopped at a rest stop, my request, I receive a phone call from Arizona.  I actually missed the call, but was able to promptly call back.  As it turns out, the original opportunity for my job in Denver has disappeared, but there are immediate openings in Goodyear, AZ about 10 miles west of Phoenix.  Of course, this came as quite a shock to me!  I was quickly reassured that should I want to stay in Denver, there are most definitely projects that I could be a part of.  The manager in Goodyear came across my resume and wanted to chat with me to see if I would be open to opportunities in Arizona.  We set up a time on Thursday to chat during the afternoon.

My original plan for Wednesday was not this exciting.  I had planned to see Kendra, go to Chicago and get there early enough to meet up with Adrie and Danny for dinner, and then leave for St. Louis in the early afternoon on either Thursday or Friday.  After discussing the moving situation with the extended family (Mom, Dad, Deb, and Greg) we thought it would be best if I leave on Friday morning since someone would be at the condo to let in the movers and that way we could all go out to dinner with Adrie and Danny on Thursday night.  Good plan.

Thursday rolls around and I realized that all my Harry Potter books are packed on the truck and I finished the third one, again, on Wednesday night.  Boo.  In other Thursday news, I called my landlord again and left another voicemail.  I thought this was odd, but he probably just didn’t have time to call me back and since all the information was in the voicemail, there wasn’t a compelling reason to call me back (other than I asked him to).  Thursday turned out to be a beautiful day.  We went shopping at Lucky Jeans.  Deb and Greg are usually here for the 4th weekend and Lucky is always having a sale, the two go together quite well.  We had a nice lunch, did some shopping (and goofing around, MangoBunnies FTW!) at The North Face, and went out to dinner.  Deb and Greg also bought me a house-warming gift of a silicone hot mitt, which can double as a ferociously cute puppet (especially effective when you have more than one and they can “interact”!!)  Lucky for you, the reader, there are photos marking the previously mentioned significant events (minus the Lucky sale).  But don’t stop reading, there’s more after the photos!!

PICT3999 PICT4006PICT4005 PICT4008 PICT4009 Thursday came to an end, as days are known to do, and suddenly it was Friday.  I had planned on perhaps seeing Adrie in the morning and then leaving for Denver, although I was at the time unsure if that would be my final location.  Friday morning, I receive a call from Kenny.  There is no one at the condo and there is no answer to the cell phone I’ve been told to call.  This is bad.  I’m in Chicago.  My worldly possessions are in Lakewood, CO.  No one is going to open the condo.  We start this disaster with a multitude of options.

1.  Find storage in Denver.  Put my stuff in the newly found storage and I’ll get it when I get to Denver.

2.  Have Kenny stay in Denver until I can arrive the next afternoon.

OK, there are only two options, but at least it’s more than one.  We start researching the first option.  Since it’s Friday, July 3rd, which is a holiday, no storage facilities are open in Denver.  That was fun.  We move onto option 2.  I prepare to leave when I find out that Kenny has to be in Austin on Monday to load a truck.  Oh wait, just kidding, make that Sunday so he can pack the house.  New option comes into play:

3.  Have my stuff stay on the truck as is goes to Austin where Kenny will drop it off at a storage facility, to be found on Monday when things are open.

During this time, I’ve been on the phone with the owner of the moving company I hired in West Lafayette.  When I asked him, after making him aware of the entire situation, whether he recommended option 2 or 3, he responded by telling me that the best option would be to have someone open the condo in Lakewood.  After spending several minutes attempting to explain to him that having someone open the condo wasn’t an option, I decided that perhaps “or” questions were too difficult for him.  I decided to change the question to a “yes or no” question so as not to inflict any(more) cranial damage.

Q: Can Kenny stay in Denver until tomorrow (Saturday) afternoon when I can be there to unlock the condo?
A: Uh…well…he’s supposed to be in Austin on Sunday to start packing up a house.  If he doesn’t leave until Saturday evening, he won’t get there in time.
Q: Should I have my things continue onto to Austin and have Kenny drop them off at a storage facility?
A: Uh…well…you’ll have to pay more to change the destination of your shipment.
In my head: Really?  You think so?  No way!
Q: So…you would recommend that I leave my stuff on the truck and store it in Austin.
A: Uh…well…you could do that, but it would cost you extra to change the destination.  You should really have someone come open the condo.
*wishing that banging phone against table would cause physical pain to party on the other end*

The decision is made that my shipment will travel to Austin.  This means I need to find a storage facility for my stuff!  Kenny was able to give us two numbers of United Moving places in Austin.  Surprisingly, one was open!  This was a great break!  Except that storing something there for a month would cost $1500!!!  Apparently this place was set up for long-term storage.  But, the man I spoke with gave me a recommendation for Bulldog Storage, who, again surprisingly, was open!  I could rent a storage container for $99 and pay month-to-month.  This was great!  I have a place to put my stuff!  Wait, I need to sign something?  In person?  I can’t fax or email you the paperwork?  You have to have someone in person sign the contract?

Bulldog: So when are you planning to be in Austin?
Me: I’m not.
Bulldog: Do you know anyone in Austin that can sign for you?
Me: I don’t know anyone in Austin.
Bulldog: Well…
Me: I’ll talk to you later. (Hang up)

Good feeling gone.  I need storage again.  At this point, I’m getting a little stressed.  I may even have had a small breakdown.  Thankfully the extended family was there to help!  Greg has a cousin in Baltimore.  Greg’s cousin’s wife has family in Austin.  Bruce, some of the Austin family, specialized in fixing up foreclosed homes and selling them.  Greg starts a phone tree and pretty soon we’re hearing from Bruce, who is in Chicago boarding a plane for Philadelphia.  Bruce currently has 12 places that could serve as storage areas!  This is finally good news!  Bruce calls back with an address, which I forward on to the important people and everything seems to be going catastrophically well.

Friday continued with a visit to REI and dropping Deb and Greg off at the airport.  We drove home, watched some Psych and Monk and went to bed.  The rest of the weekend has been uneventful.  Here’s a recap of the current standings

  • My stuff is on a truck in Austin
  • It’s going to be stored in one of Bruce’s (aka Hero of the Month) garages
  • My moving bill will be very expensive
  • Although originally moving to Denver, I might be moving to Goodyear, AZ
  • Right now, I’m in West Lafayette

This has been a very stressful past few days and I sure would love it if things could calm down!!!

1 comment:

Maria said...

Oh my gosh Ed, this sounds absolutely crazy. I am sorry things are going nuts! Luckily for you, your silicone mitt thing is absolutely awesome. I hope everything gets straightened out pronto. So glad about the random Austin connection though!