Thru a good friend's referral, I engaged 138 Professional Movers. They are pretty professional and I wouldn't hesitate to hire them again next time. From getting a quotation to obtaining cardboard boxes to store my things into to hauling stuff on the actual day itself, I'm generally pleased with how efficient and painless the whole process went. EFFICIENCY! You know how much I love efficiency. Chop chop! No time wasted! By the way, their website really needs a major facelift. Yo, 138 Professional Movers! You should hire me to redesign your website. Heh.
The interesting part came as the result of unanticipated details which had slipped thru the cracks during the planning phase. The morning the mover guys came (about half a dozen Bangladeshi men) to help me move stuff, I realized that I was without transportation. I was so used to having my own car that this trivial but important detail somehow was forgotten. (I no longer have a car today.) I had to supervise and give personal directions during the move (from one originating address to two separate destinations). Dammnit! HOW!?!?! I ended up getting a ride from these guys and sitting in the truck throughout the moving. D'oh. It was a friggin' hot and humid morning, I was sweating buckets and this huge-ass mover's truck, frankly, wouldn't have been my first choice but for the sake of efficiency, a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do.
That's me sitting inside the moving truck. I had expected to sit at the back with my boxes, but the driver was kind enough to let me sit with him at the front with air-conditioning. God bless him! You can't see it here but underneath my shades, I was actually scowling. Been so stressed with packing and organizing the logistics pertaining to this move that my face totally broke out. See my chin? #*$^@%&!!!!
And because the moving time was scheduled between lunch time, on the way to the destination the mover dudes told me they haven't had lunch yet. So all of us had to detour to Adam Road Hawker Center and they picked up Nasi Padang to go. o_o I wanted to pick up something to eat for myself as well, but decided against it as I had no where to wolf down my food anyway once my stuff had been put into the storage space. No time for food yo. As it was, I had already been eating out of styrofoam plates and using plastic utensils for two weeks prior because I had packed everything away. During the truck ride, I was chitchatting with the driver who told me I must check out the mutton soup at Adam Road. "It's really famous," he told me enthusiastically. Cool... I'll DEFINITELY check it out some time. :9~
I had about 25 or so boxes, like the ones you see above. I even made the bright yellow "FRAGILE: Do no drop" print-outs as the majority of these boxes contain my kitchen appliances and serving wares. Breakables. Coz once everything is settled and I have a more permanent place to live in, I plan on hosting dinner parties again and such. (The last year or so I was on hiatus.) I was glad the whole move went by quickly and without a glitch. And I guess it's not a daily occurrence that I got to sit in a mover's truck, chatting with the driver about Muslim food and life in Bangladesh. :) For pulling off this crazy move that day - all by my wonderful self: MOONBERRY IS A FUCKING
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We'll see how the "living-out-of-suitcase-for-three-months" thingie is gonna pan out. In the last year and a half, I feel like I've been hopping from one place to another, flying in and out of different countries. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that after March 2011, things will be more grounded for me. Here's a really geeky tidbit: I can live off someone's couch or sleep on the floor and all, but without my computer setup + internet, I'm gonna shrivel and dieeeeee. :x *sit on hands and start wilting away from boredom and isolation*
Ah well, maybe after I'm all settled down again, I will have another car. Sigh... I miss my sporty + roomy Element.
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