The Real Reason Munch's The Scream Came About

Moving day...

Pack Out - Day 2

With 8 days and a wake up to go things are finally moving. We are on day 2 of the pack out. Poor Crash is utterly traumatized. All of this noise (tape screeching as it is ripped from itself, thumping, bumping, Italian men talking loudly to each other) is making me crazy. I can only imagine how he is feeling right now. I had to physically drag him from under our bed this morning and tuck him safely into the basement bathroom where he will be at least a little protected from the grating noise.

This pack out is not nearly as traumatic as was the trip over here. They packed up our kitchen, living room, and dining room yesterday. We had "Flintstone furniture" already delivered (a love seat, coffee table, and kitchenette), a TV we are not taking with us, a DVD player that is going in the express shipment, and the end tables we are getting rid of. With the blink of an eye we had a cozy living area set up last night. And we have all of the necessities for our kitchen. It is just like a home, with a little (OK, A LOT) less stuff.

I will be sad to see our king sized marshmallow bed go. We lose it today. From tonight until the 17th we will be sleeping in a DOUBLE bed, no box spring, only a spring to support us. Well, I am so grateful to have that actually. It still beats the bother of staying in a hotel. Another good thing we discovered is we have a pizzeria around the corner within walking distance that serves lunch! I KNOW! Yeah, I know after four years of living here we should know that already. Actually, in hindsight, it is probably better that we didn't!

I just talked to Tony, the head mover who also speaks English, and he says they will be finished today. SSAAAALLLUUUUUTTTTTEEEEEE! Once our movers are gone we can attend to cleaning up tornado alley.