It’s monsooning as I wait for the movers to come get my few things. I’ll still be here of course, through Saturday, but my reading chair, nightstand and brass lamp will have moved on.
I tried getting them to come tomorrow but, we booked, was their reply.
But I’m worried about my things, I texted, because I am. It’s biblical out there.
Se-nod-a, we have plestic and blonkets, dun’t waddy.
Yeah, as my chair turns into a trampoline.
I got so desperate I prayed…God, please, could you maybe stop the rain between 9 and 10? Is that too much to ask?
What did he say?
I seem to have gotten a busy signal.
That God, he needs a bigger staff.
SB
It’s wet here too. Stop worrying: everything is going to be fine. No move ever went entirely snag free. But it all works out in the end. I’ve moved house more times than a snail.
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You’re so ruggid Mick. If you’re a snail then I’m an oyster with her shell shut, closed for repairs 🙂
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May I see your pearl?
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You may not…a girl’s pearl is very personal after all Mick.
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That’s my kind of luck too. Don’t they say it’s good luck when it rains on your wedding day? Maybe it holds true for moving day too. If not, maybe get married. Less traumatic than moving.
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When they did cone, they were like a circus act. These two little guys came in with throws, plastic and duck tape wrapping my stuff so fast it was scary. The rain ended up having nothing to say about it.
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Nothing stops progress in NYC. When I took care of my son’s move from an apartment on 53rd St., a NASCAR race blocked traffic. Somehow my movers even got around that.
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Like little rats 🙂
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I had an immediate flashback with this post.
When my ex-husband came to get his things when we split it was a monsoon. When he called to reschedule, with the biggest balls on the planet, I also said NO. He didn’t have a moving company….hehehe.
Your prayers might not have been answered, but a young girl with a broken heart, who was getting rid of a cheating husband might have been praying too.
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Oh Top, let me at him, even now, I’ll scratch his eyes out. Love biggest balls on the planet…I just saw two basketballs being stuffed unsuccessfully, into a pair a’ pants.
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So exciting, Susannah. Just like a hot new romance that no rain can squelch.
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They were like the Pony Express…they were comin no matter what 🙂
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For one move many years ago, 4 little (no one was as tall as me) middle eastern guys moved me. One guy strapped the refrigerator on his back and carried it himself. I was amazed at how much weight they could carry and how fast they moved. Since it was a whole house it was a 2-day job. I was also surprised that they wanted to find a Chinese restaurant for supper.
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Amazing, right? One guy carried my chair on his back like it weighed nothing. I have to say, despite needing Berlitz, they were great at what they do.
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As long as they got the stuff on the ark!
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Yes they did…two by two 🙂
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Well, it’s done and you don’t have to think about it anymore.
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True. Thanks Patricia. And I know Teddy told you to say that.
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Yeah, Teddy thinks too much thinking is bad for naps.
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There’s nothing like a good snooze says Suz. 🙂
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