The Twins Experience Moving Mayhem

Moving Mayhem

We've moved a lot since getting married, but Matt and I agreed this was probably one of the hardest yet.

_{The girls enjoying their new play space while I unpacked}

Some things were logistically difficult, while others were comically challenging. There were even a few moments that rivaled the “Three Stooges” :P Picture a really heavy door that leads to the service elevator, a 5’4” me, and a load of things that need to get through the door - including a long, pole-like object, a bath stand, a trash can, and a bag of miscellaneous items. Not to mention that the door is actually two half doors that require pushing a “door exit” button to unlock and neither side stands open by itself. If I were to request the CCTV footage from that trip, I’m pretty sure I’d have the next slapstick comedy hit.

Cancel the moving truck

Some moments were not so funny though. On Saturday, our friends had arranged to help us load our big furniture onto a truck (or lorry as they’re known here) and move it into our new place. When Matt went to the management office to notify them, they informed him that there was an $800 deposit required in case of damages from the vehicle or extra movers!

With our current situation, we didn’t have that on hand, so we had to change plans. I listed most of the furniture for sale and then disassembled some of the smaller pieces - a table and the girls’ cribs - to transport in a smaller vehicle.

Later in the week we rented a van and started taking down small loads on our own. When I last blogged, we were at the tail end. Matt brought us down first thing in the morning, then spent the rest of the day bringing boxes and bags. We had rented the van for two days, hoping to finish in that time. But it ended up taking longer. The girls and I spent the night in our new place. And Matt extended the rental, staying at a friend's house closer to our old apartment. First thing in the morning, he brought another load. We finally finished up in the early afternoon.

Disconnected

Knowing that we had less than two weeks before Matt left, I got our new house organized as quickly as possible. Not having Internet probably helped a little as there were fewer distractions. But on Sunday, we lost our phone service too. Since we were relying on that, we didn't have a way to get around or contact anyone. It finally came back on halfway through the day!

The next day, they installed our Internet. But two days later (just as I was going to get back to blogging), Matt got really sick. He basically spent the night in the bathroom. We were supposed to go and clean the old apartment, but I didn't want our sitters to catch whatever we had. Not to mention Matt could hardly get out of bed. Instead, the girls and I went by ourselves to meet up with someone buying our bookcases. I tried to clean a little while we waited, but without a pack-n-play, it wasn't easy to keep the girls occupied.

Swimming in it ... not just water

We muddled through Friday and Saturday while still trying to get last-minute things taken care of before Matt leaves on Tuesday.

Since Matt was feeling a little better, we took the girls swimming. We've actually been to the pool a lot here. The girls love being in the water! Squish makes the cutest exclamations when we pull out the swimsuits and towels. And the water is just the right temperature.

Then last night, Squirt got really sick. For most of the night, I held her on my lap while she vomited all over the both of us. She seemed much better this morning. But with her sister not feeling well either, I wasn't sure I'd even get to write this post. Thankfully, it looks like Squish and I might make it through with only minor symptoms.

Plan B Plan C Plan Y

Since we couldn't get everything done on Thursday like we hoped, Matt and I postponed our plans until tomorrow. But with the girls still on the mend, it looks like we have to change them up again. Matt's going back by himself to clean and pick up a few things we couldn't get earlier. And I'll stay back with the girls.

The owner couldn't arrange the key handover appointment until after Matt leaves, so I'll be doing that later in the week by myself with the girls.

I just really hope tomorrow goes as planned. We've had so many changes and delays ... Matt's departure has come up fast. I've been trying to prepare myself mentally and physically - figuring out how I'll get around with the twins and no vehicle, slowly taking on the jobs that Matt normally does for me, and getting to know our neighborhood. It won't sink in emotionally though until Tuesday.

I've been putting off reality for as long as I can ... but by the time this posts, there'll only be 24 hours left before reality is here!

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Update: After getting this post ready, Squish woke up at 1am and we had a repeat of the other evening :( Guess I'm the only one left ...