The best laid plans

It's amazing how things just work out. I arranged the timing of everything right before I left, however little happened as plans. I am very lucky to have had my folks here and for the way the schedule turned out. Gosh, has it already been a week?

Here's what I planned in Atlanta...

Wednesday -- Relocube delivered and signed for by my landlord, Kate; Mom and I arrive by plane from Atlanta to Sacramento, Chad delivers futon mattress so my mom and I don't have to sleep on the floor
Thursday -- Moving crew arrives at 9AM to unload cubes; Mom and I put everything away; cubes and futon are removed
Friday -- Mom and I continue to unload, start shopping for supplies and misc.; pick up Dad in Sacramento at 10PM.

Clockwork, right?

Well, when I got off the plane there were 7 messages on my phone. Nice messages from Margaret and Bill and then 2 from my landlord, Kate which in a nutshell said that the cubes were NOT delivered because my jerkie neighbor never moved his car. So, on the way to Davis, I called the movers and rescheduled for later in the day. Since the cubes are only delivered between 2PM and 6PM, I had the movers on hold for Thursday afternoon. They had a job at 2PM that should have lasted 2 hours.

The cubes were delivered around 2:45PM, but I still had not heard from the movers. After numerous messages on both their phones, I got worried. I got on craigslist and some other moving sites and callied around to other companies. As of 8PM, only one company called back and I scheduled them for Friday morning.

They said they could come between 9:30AM and 10AM. Since my mother and I have been getting up at 6:30AM, I said that the movers can come earlier if they wanted. In preparation for the long day of unpacking, my mother and I went out to breakfast on Friday morning and I got a call on my cell at 8:30AM that the movers were in front of my door. Yikes! Thanks for the heads up, guys! They also failed to mention that there was a 3 HOUR minimum -- for my little 1 hour job. We settled on 2 hours which left plenty of time for them to put together my bed.

So to recap, after all of the planning, this is what I wound up with:

Wednesday -- Arrive in Sacramento, reschedule movers, Chad delivers futon mattress, he joins my mother and me for a slice and beer and Woodstock Pizza on G Street.
Thursday -- Drive to Natomas (a suburb of Sacramento) grab breakfast at the cafe at Barnes & Noble; buy cleaning supplies and pet supplies at Target, Bed, Bath & Beyond, Petsmart. Return home to clean, clean clean! Gosh, for supposedly having the place ready to move in - it was gross. Lunch at Ciocolat because it got so stinkin' hot in my apartment that we had to take a break; cube arrives and remove the vacuum cleaner to get the floor and the furniture; then a run to Vacaville to buy an air conditioner at Costco, plus additional cleaning supplies at Target, dinner at the Thai restaurant in town and then pass out on the futon
Friday -- breakfast at Cafe Bernardo, movers arrive, Mom and I unpack all day, skip lunch, dinner at Ding How as we did laundry at Suds in the Anderson Crossing shopping center, Chad removes futon, Mom and I pick up Dad at the airport.

Any questions why I got sick?