Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Moving is Stressful

As I stated in my last post, I have moved to Indianapolis. I've been a Hoosier for almost a month now, but it wasn't easy getting here. In my head, I had a plan, but things don't always work the way you want.

The whole reason behind this move was for my schooling and I planned this move to happen during the winter break so it wouldn't interfere with my classes. My last class in the fall was ending on Saturday, December 14 and I would not start up again until January 13. My plan was to move as quickly as possible once school was out, so I could be completely set up (unpacked, internet installed, etc.) once school started again. I didn't want to have to go to the library to write papers and dig through boxes to find my books.

I scheduled my moving day for Tuesday, December 17. I quit my job and told them my last day would be Friday, December 13.

So, my last day at work would be Friday, I wold have my last day of class the next day and then move the following Tuesday. I would be moved and unpacked by Friday and still have three weeks left before school starts. Sounds great, doesn't it?

All of these dates were met, but it didn't happen the way I wanted it to. A major part that I hadn't considered was all the things that have to be done on the weeks leading up to a move. Now, I have moved several times and am familiar with the process. Cable, phones, utilities, and tons of other things have to be taken care of. Lots of phone calls have to be made to prep the new place being moved to. Preliminary packing is useful instead of doing it all in a couple of days. Like I said, I am more than familiar with how all of this works and how much time and effort it takes in that last week to get it all done. What I hadn't considered was what else I had going on that same week.

School is hard
Since my last class was three days before I was to move, that meant my final project was due that day. Being the final project, it is the big BIG one for the class. And this one was huge. I had to put together a month-long lesson plan for an ESL camp with complete lessons, projects, extra activities, explanation of resources, and rationale accounting for every minute. This was no small project. Plus, it was part of a group project. I was teamed up with another person to get all this done. Since I take online classes, we had to try to figure out how to coordinate (e-mail, Facebook, phone calls) to get everything done. This project took up massive amounts of time.

Next, I was in my very last week at work. I had to train my replacement which really wasn't bad except that the first wave of the winter storm hit us on Friday, December 6 (one week before my last day). I have a delivery job. I deliver office supplies all over town. Bad roads make my job miserable and adds a lot of extra time to my day. And since I do not get paid by the hour, extra time makes me cranky.

That first snow fall was so bad, our delivery truck couldn't even get to us. Not that we could have done anything anyway, but not working one day means having double loads brought to us the next day.

So, now, we are a full day behind and having to try to catch up on roads that were still almost impassable. Plus, my job that normally gets knocked out in four to six hours each day is taking up about sixteen hours of my time…and I'm not even getting caught up. There was just too much product and not enough good roads to make all my deliveries. I really needed to get caught up before the week was over, so I wouldn't be dumping this mess on my replacement. However, I needed to be prepping for my move and had this huge project due on Saturday.

In the middle of the last week, my van decides to completely crap out. The $200 I thought it would take to fix the problem turned out to be $1,500 and once they got inside, they told me I would soon need to spend another $2,500 on another major issue. I paid them $50 to just put the vehicle back together and then ran out to buy another car. I just prayed my van would hold together for the last two days of my job. I use my own vehicle to make the deliveries.

The van made it, but just barely. It quit running the very next day. I survived on two hours sleep for three nights in a row and got my project done. On my very last day of work, I delivered every piece of inventory, so my replacement would not be starting off behind. Then packed like a madman for the next two days so I could still leave on schedule.

Since getting here, I have caught up on sleep, but I've received a moving violation, my new car broke down, and my apartment got robbed. However, I think I will save those stories for my next post. I've griped enough.

14 comments:

  1. What a start to a New Year, a new home and a new life.....hopefully you've got all the bad stuff out of the way and now only good things are on their way to you. Fingers crossed that everything starts to work out for you.

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    1. It has gotten much better. Thank you. It was just a rough couple of weeks. The week before getting here and the week after. Things are looking good.

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  2. Oh my gosh. You make my move look like a piece of cake. When my boss found out I was moving, she screamed so loud in the kitchen that everyone at the hostess stand heard her. Then for the next two weeks (well, two and a half, since I met friends there for a goodbye thing), she proceeded to chase me and ask if I was going to be living in sin with "that boy". She also tried to force me to work until November 16th, when my plane left on the 17th. The boss who hated me helped me there but I think he was just happy to get rid of me. I thought I was suffering with that, but no, you win. I'd congratulate you but I'm not sure that's appropriate.

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  3. I do my best to make it easier for you, but, you know...working, and weather, and ...I can be difficult. You definitely unpacked faster than I did when I moved!

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    1. I hate living out of boxes. However, I haven't done much unpacking since that initial work day.

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  4. Erma Bombeck said it best: War is hell but the next worst thing is moving.

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    1. Yes. Yes. Yes.

      I've done it enough times that I'm pretty good at it, but this one was not pleasant.

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  5. Moving stinks! I've done it too many times! Following!

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    1. Welcome aboard. You're joining in just as I am about to commit to writing again.

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  6. "Transformed Nonconformist" has been included in the A Sunday Drive for this week. Be assured that I hope this helps to point even more new visitors in your direction.

    http://asthecrackerheadcrumbles.blogspot.com/2014/01/a-sunday-drive_19.html

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    1. Awesome. Thank you. I'll come over there and check you out.

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  7. Moving in the middle of winter is like adding an extra layer of horribleness on to it. But your experience does sound extra special even in the annals of bad moves.

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    1. It was awful. I am so glad to have it behind me. Hopefully my next move will be warmer weather.

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