The Eagle Has Landed

The move is complete. The unpacking, far from it. The movers arrived at 730 sharp and left our house at 330. Wow. I blame M, he has tons of shelving units and they wrapped each shelf seperately. Kidding aside, the estimate was dead on to the actual charges, they estimated it would take 6-8 hours, loading took 4, plus 2.5 hours transit time for them, plus 2.5 hours unloading.

There are a sea of boxes to grow through obviously, but I think we know where the most important ones are even if we haven't unpacked them yet. Most importantly, I remembered to quickly locate some clean sheets and towels for us to know so that when we were ready to keel over, we had a nicely made bed to do it on.

One wierd thing, as the movers left the apt today, probably not more than 30 seconds later because I remember still hearing the truck, I heard someone yelling hello. It didn't sound like the movers but since I could still hear their truck I assumed it was them. I was on the phone with M at the time telling him I was leaving. I go toward the doorway to the living room, and coming up the stairs was this somewhat disheveled tooth lacking man asking if I was the owner. I thought he was going to complain about the moving truck or something. I told him no, that we were the renters. He then asked if we were moving in or out and I said out, he said he wanted to rent it. I told him it was already rented and kept moving towards him wondering 1. how freaky that this guy just decided to walk into my house 2. why were we having this conversation at all 3. had he been watching the movers because as soon as they left he was in my house. He kept telling me he wanted to rent the apt and asking if the owners lived downstairs, what real estate agency they used. Tons of questions, I took quite a disgruntled tone with him but he wasn't getting it. Finally he left. The movers had been great about shutting all the doors again when they were done using them but inexplicably left my front door and screen door wide open. the whole thing was really unsettling. I checked all the doors again and everything was locked, I looked outside and couldn't see him walking down the street or driving away so I was a little skeeved out to leave but all was ok.

In other suburban news, our mailbox that has been repaired earlier this week, or was it late last week, was facing straight one minute as M was looking out the window then was suddenly facing sideways with the flag knocked off the next. All this as two prepubescent boys on bikes circled around it and looked up at the house. M didn't actually see them do anything but it's kind of fishy..we're not sure if they accidentally hit it while riding bikes or what, but it's not like it's that close to the street so who knows.

I'm off tomorrow, the fridge is finally coming and so is the town to update our water meter. And unpacking, lots of unpacking.