We spent a week in Seattle, shopping, watching TV, and playing Sims 2 in the living room. We periodically checked in on our pod full of stuff, and had a relaxing week.
On Saturday morning, we made the journey into Pullman. On the way, Greg called the U-Haul location in Moscow, ID, where we were going to pick up the pod that contained all of our mortal possessions. The man on the phone confirmed that it had been delivered the day before and was all ready for pick-up. We saw our adorable little house, squeed a little over the stairs and multiple bedrooms, and headed into Moscow to get our stuff.
When we got to the U-Haul location, there was a big line of people waiting to rent trucks, return trucks, and get their stuff. Eventually, we made it to the front of the line. That's when the sales associate told us they couldn't find our pod. We sent him out to look again. Still no pod. We asked him to check the online system again. It turns out that the pod had magically "arrived" in Moscow before it had shipped from Sacramento. Not the kind of magic that I like. Basically, nobody knew where our stuff was, or when it was going to arrive.
As you can imagine, this created a number of problems. We had no place for my in-laws to sleep (thankfully, we had bought a bed for the guest room that we could sleep in), we had no kitchen implements, and no extra clothes. We went to Wal-Mart to stock up on foods that could be cooked with one skillet and a spatula; a towel; and some shampoo. Basically we have been camping in our new house for the past four days.
On Sunday, the U-Haul told us they couldn't locate our stuff because the trucking company's office was closed on Sundays. On Monday, they told us that the truck had picked up our pod four days late and there was nothing more they could tell us until the pod arrived. Tuesday, they told us that the truck carrying our stuff had broken down somewhere between California and Idaho. They *think* that our pod may arrive sometime between Wednesday afternoon and Thursday morning.
Luckily for us, we had our internet set up on Monday, so we haven't been too bored. We seriously watched the 5th season of Modern Family in its entirety in the last 24 hours while sitting on a blanket in our otherwise empty living room. That's 24 episodes. We put together our new entertainment center. We ate 2 pounds of ravioli. We have been to Wal-Mart 4 times in the last 4 days.
People keep telling us that this story will be funny later.
|Here is our guest bedroom that we are currently sleeping in. It will be even cuter when our stuff gets here.|
|Our first official meal in our new house. Sandwiches: because you don't need anything to cook them.|
|This is where we watched almost 9 hours of Modern Family.|
|Our sweet new entertainment center. The second of two pieces of furniture currently in our house.|
|We literally ate all this ravioli in one sitting.|