[casa rakkaleff] We're finally moved in!

[leff]

It's been a huge week. Rakka painted two rooms including their closets, plus some trim in other rooms, and most of the kitchen. We got the washer and dryer (a set that fit down the stairs). And then yesterday we moved all our stuff.

The house is looking so much better with the new paint. And our clothes are looking so much cleaner now that we have a washer (cleaner than laundromat/apartment washers ever got them, I have to say). But the thing that is really making it feel like home is that it's full of all our junk.

And I mean full.


Getting your friends to help you move is a good thing. Once we finally got the truck it went so fast I was shocked. Two and a half hours to load, and that's with coffee and doughnut breaks. Special thanks to Arthur, Robert and Brent for the help!

Robert had to take off, but Brent and Arthur came with us on the ferry. The house side was much simpler (no elevator or and only three steps) so unloading was done in about an hour. An hour. Turned in the truck, and it was time for pizza and beer. All in all, a good day.

u-haul stinks
Except for u-haul. My u-haul experience was crap, let me tell you. I picked them because they have a big facility near the apartment, and another near the house. So I reserved a truck online weeks in advance. But online you can't specify a time, and location is only a preference. This turned in to a problem.

They don't tell you until the day before where your truck is. So I get a call Friday morning saying to come pick the truck up in Greenwood at 2:30. Greenwood? 2:30? what?

So I tell them it's not acceptable. They call around. I get a call from some dude in Shoreline saying he's got a truck at 9am. Shoreline? $*(@@SHORELINE!?! That's over 10 miles away. Shiiiit. No amount of calling around got me a truck any closer.

Luckily, Arthur came to the rescue and got me up there, to the convenience store with a couple of trucks out front. An hour and two trips through the configurator later I got the truck and everything was good. Or so I thought.

When I went to turn it in here in Bremerton, we figured out that the convenience store guy has entered the milage wrong. Way wrong. Like left out a digit wrong. Like, there's no way I drove 24000 miles yesterday. It was more like 15 and most of that was from fucking Shoreline.

Fortunately, everybody at the Bremerton u-haul were totally cool. We had to get the manager out there. But we did, and he fixed it. And I didn't have to pay any extra. So, all was good in the end (but seriously, does it have to be that hard?)

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Posted By leff to casa rakkaleff at 6/21/2009 07:42:00 AM