So, we finally got out of town around 11am on the 8th! It took approximately nine years to finish packing up - thanks to those friends who stopped by to lend a hand! Once we packed 50-55 small boxes (I wanted to get down to 20 - next time, I guess) and loaded them into the truck, got 8 bags of trash thrown out, and 3 more bins plus some to bring to Goodwill, taking a four hour break for a nap sometime around midnight (the packing in zombie mode thing was not working so well for us), we were eager to get on the road!
And then the car wouldn't fit on the tow dolly. On Sunday. There are two raised parts at the front of a tow dolly that your tires are supposed to fit snuggly between, then you strap them down, and you're on your way. Theoretically. Our front bumper was too low to allow our tires to get where they needed to be.
Penske was awesome though! We called the number on our invoice, the woman there was very sympathetic to our difficulties. The place we'd rented the truck from was closed, but good news, she found a place in Monroeville that was still open - bad news, only for about twenty more minutes.
So she called and talked to the guy there, then put us through to talk to the guy there. Good news, he had a car carrier there: bad news, it was missing an essential strap. Could he stay put until we got across town and look again for a strap? Otherwise, we would drop off the tow dolly and one of us would drive the truck and the other would drive the Fit. All the way to Georgia.
But we got to Penske in Monroeville, and the guy was still there, and he had found an extra strap, and he changed out the tow dolly for the car carrier and got our car hooked up, and sent us on our way with well wishes and a smile.
Finally, we got on our way!
And after 7 days of goodbyes, 6 nights of trying to get organized while still getting up for 5 days of work, followed by a day and a half of frantic sorting and boxing, on roughly 5 hours of sleep a night, this is an artist's approximation of what your wandering Gaines' looked like on Monday:
And then the car wouldn't fit on the tow dolly. On Sunday. There are two raised parts at the front of a tow dolly that your tires are supposed to fit snuggly between, then you strap them down, and you're on your way. Theoretically. Our front bumper was too low to allow our tires to get where they needed to be.
Penske was awesome though! We called the number on our invoice, the woman there was very sympathetic to our difficulties. The place we'd rented the truck from was closed, but good news, she found a place in Monroeville that was still open - bad news, only for about twenty more minutes.
So she called and talked to the guy there, then put us through to talk to the guy there. Good news, he had a car carrier there: bad news, it was missing an essential strap. Could he stay put until we got across town and look again for a strap? Otherwise, we would drop off the tow dolly and one of us would drive the truck and the other would drive the Fit. All the way to Georgia.
But we got to Penske in Monroeville, and the guy was still there, and he had found an extra strap, and he changed out the tow dolly for the car carrier and got our car hooked up, and sent us on our way with well wishes and a smile.
Finally, we got on our way!
And after 7 days of goodbyes, 6 nights of trying to get organized while still getting up for 5 days of work, followed by a day and a half of frantic sorting and boxing, on roughly 5 hours of sleep a night, this is an artist's approximation of what your wandering Gaines' looked like on Monday:
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