July 11th, 2005
thank God we’re all so detail-oriented
Over the weekend, Mr. Angst and I had a chance to sit down and discuss the logistics of our move. Recall that my pop is going to move us to Our New City. My brother will also be helping us, and driving behind the moving truck in his SUV. (This means I get 18 hours in a truck cab with my dad, and Mr. Angst gets 18 hours in the sweet SUV with satellite radio and DVD player. Bastards.)
But here’s the kicker: we, dad, and Said Brother all live in different cities. Also, Mr. Angst is currently driving a surplus vehicle of my dad’s. Also, we’re going to leave my car, which is fully paid off, at my dad’s house. One of my younger stepsisters will be starting driver’s ed soon and I thought my car would be a safe, if cheap, ride for her.
So we have all these questions of getting the cars to my dad in Nearby City, getting us back to Our Fair City, and of getting my dad to Our Fair City for the move. (He’ll be flying back to Nearby City at the end of it all.)
What it looks like now, then, is that we’ll be doing a lot of driving between cities in the week leading up to our move. First, Mr. Angst and I will take two cars to Nearby City, drop one off and drive back to Our Fair City. Then, the day before the move, I’ll drive my car back to dad’s. Said Brother will drive to Nearby City, pick up me and dad, and the three of us will drive to Our Fair City. We’ll pick up the truck, load it (with some extra help—another of my brothers who lives here will be swinging by to help us load, and a cousin might stop by as well), and take off. Except that someone has to stay behind to do the final clean and walk-through with the landlord. This means, probably, that dad and I will leave first and Mr. Angst and Said Brother will do the walk-through. They’ll catch up later. (Not a problem, since Said Brother averages 85 mph on the highway.)
While there’s relief in knowing the plan—the who, what, and when—there’s also nervousness, what with getting everyone where they need to be when they need to be there and all. I keep reminding myself that it’s really not a big deal and when it’s all over, no matter how it all goes down, we’ll be moved to Our New City and starting school.
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If I had to deal with all of that I might get confused and end up in the wrong city, especially if you guys are talking in code and not using the names of the cities.
You do have a lot of people involved, but everyone is working towards a common goal- to get you to your new city. And you have enough time, right? It’ll work out. I understand the nervousness though.
Yeah, the code thing is sort of annoying. Still, I am shooting for googlenymity here. I hope it all works out as neatly as our little logistical plan seems to assume it will. My next big worry will be trying to figure out how to get the moving truck into our parking lot. The logistics of that….you have no idea.