Moving Statistics

Just in case anyone was interested, here are the statistics from our move.

On pack out day it took a grand total of eight people approximately 18 man hours to load the truck. We loaded the majority of the truck in about five hours, with significant but intermittent help from neighbors and fellow Church members.

The trip took 9 1/2 hours. This is normally a 7 hour (or less) trip, but the U HAUL did not like driving through the mountains.

Unloading took 10 people about 20 man hours. This went much quicker since we had a lot of constant help.

We had all of the furniture set up by 2 AM Sunday morning, and spent the rest of the day Sunday sorting through boxes, some of which we still cannot find.

The Longest Commute

We have moved to Columbus, Ohio. It is good to be back in the state I grew up in. People are so much more courteous out here, not to mention there is much less hustle and bustle, generally speaking.

However, I am not looking forward to returning to work in Washington D.C. on Wednesday. That is a commute of 445 miles or roughly a 6 hour 58 minute commute, according to Google. I will be staying in the city during the week, and returning here on the weekend.

We’re Back!

After moving, we finally have internet access and cable.

Now it is time to go back to unpacking!

Last Day

Today is Beth’s last day in our first apartment as husband and wife. It is also RJ and Tony’s last day in the only home they have ever known. It is sad in a way.

It is time to move on with life. I cannot wait to be in Ohio for good with the rest of my family. It will not be long. I will be following their lead in about a month. Until then, I am going to have a heck of a weekend commute.

Mechanics

They say bad things always come in threes. I am just waiting for the other two.

In my effort to hurry up and pack (we load up tomorrow) I arranged for someone else to stay late, rather than be up until two in the morning packing. But fate had another plan in mind.

I had just gotten home from work, and was surprised that Beth was not there. I knew that Tony had a doctor’s appointment, but it should have been over by then. I called. No answer. I called again. No answer. I called one more time. Still no answer. I left a message. Those of you who know me well, know that I do not leave messages unless it is an extremely pressing matter.

About five minutes later, Beth called to tell me that the power steering had gone out in the mini van. This was extremely distressing since (1) we had just had it serviced and (2) we are moving in less than two days. I went to get her.

When I arrived the situation had deteriorated. The van had stalled and Beth could not get it started again. It was snowing outside and both of the boys were in a van with no heat. I put everyone in the cab of my pick-up truck, and took a look at the situation. I could not see anything wrong except that the power steering fluid was low.

I called a tow truck.

I waited.

When the tow truck finally arrived, it was nearly 4:45 PM, and I was desperately seeking a mechanic that would at a bare minimum take a look at it today. I called my mechanic, and he said, “No way!”

I asked the tow truck driver. He said he knew of somebody that could take a look at it. We ended up at:
All Makes & Models, Inc.
8538-L Terminal Road
Newington, Virginia 22079
(703) 550-6150
(703) 550-6151
Ask for Tim

Yes this is a gratuitous link, and I hope it draws them many, many customers.

I could not have been happier with the service, treatment and quality that I received from this visit. I just wish that we had found this particular mechanic when we first moved out here, rather than the week we are leaving.