Monday, June 25, 2012

Waiting for Godot the Mover

I arrived at my storage place just after 11 AM and then proceeded to have a series of phone conversations with a U-Haul-recommended mover in which I described where the self-storage was located and he just couldn't seem to figure out where I was.


During the last call, I handed the phone to the Manager of the place, then listened to him say all the same things I had said ... but I guess it finally clicked (or maybe he just needed to hear it from a man to believe that there really was a storage place where I was telling him) and the mover found his way here and the UNloading started at 1PM.

When they finish, I plan to return the truck at a U-Haul dealer that's close enough to walk back to my car and then I am going to pick up something for a late lunch and go hang out with the kitties.

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7 comments:

floribunda said...

Hey, I know that mover... LOL
What a long, strange trip, Sophie! I hope you get a chance to settle down now.

cambric cotton said...

You deserve a huge pat on the back, what an experience. Put your feet up and have a drink.

Gail in Vegas said...

Happy day - you made it!

Barbara C said...

I'm glad you made it Sophie, adventures and all.

Christine Thresh said...

You are in Santa Fe! Why are you putting your stuff in storage? Are you going to put some in your casita? Is it too small?
Have a good night's sleep.

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Linda in Calif. said...

I wonder if it just clicked for the mover - or is there something in a man's voice that trigger's another man's brain cells? I've seen that sort of thing happen so many times before. Glad you are done with the trip!

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