I'm guessing you have an estimate for the whole house, Gus?

They're showing up 9:00 am on Monday, 5/1, so I figure they'll be done loading the truck by 11:00 latest (at least, I hope it doesn't take longer!). So, the Eisenhower and Tri-State shouldn't be that bad at that time--the tricky road will be Willow/Palatine, considering the construction that's going on there now. The guy taking the booking info at the moving company was grumbling a bit about the fact that they're not allowed to use the elevator at the Wheeling address to move furniture in, but I told him that they can move the truck around to the front and move in the boxes and bags that way if it'll be faster.

They'll stop for food somewhere along the way. Which reminds me... remember to have bottled water or some other drink available for them.

bottled water or some other drink available for them.

This is Buffista for "beer". Buffistas are wordy, in this way.

If you have been quoted a flat rate from a grumpy mover, go with it. They are not capable of saying they were wrong. Like programmers, it always takes less "clock time" than shows up on the clock. Even when it doesnt.

wooooooo! drunk post! very carefully typing. or rather, lots of back space. Went to BFF's work gala. black tie, looked fab, lot of cleavage. heh. OPEN BAR. then, went to see my rugby boys at the bar, managed to charm my way into staying after closing. I think that my cleavage did most of the talking. why are cabs so damn expensive? cant' wait to move into the city so I can cab cheaply. Hellloooooooooo Buffistas! love to you all t /durnk post

heh, left the drunk typo.

Rugby boys and open bars make for the best of times, Vortex! Glad you enjoyed yourself, yet managed to find your way home. Brava!

I had a couple of kravvers and a bar and much was shared, and I have a very boring life compared to them.

I need a bit of scandal, maybe, before we go out to bars again.

If anyone has any good suggestions, I'm open to hearing them.

Now to sleep, and to see if paintball is doable in the morning.

Morning! Yesterday was something of a lost cause, though I got an awful lot of knitting done (and my hands and wrists are complaining about it now) and caught up on a lot of TV. Today I Get Stuff Done, truly.

I paid my last movers something over $700 (some of that was tip), but they earned every penny spending an entire day hefting heavy wooden furniture down one flight of stairs and then back up two in the next state over. Also, that happened during the week I was weak as a kitten during 2004, so if I'd done it myself my apartment would now contain nothing more than my laptop and some couch pillows.

Very odd dream last night, in which I was me as a sitcom character going to college with Dan Schneider and a Ten Things I Hate about You-era Heath Ledger in Edmonton. But Ellen Degeneres was the actual star of the sitcom, we were just incidental characters. Her apartment had the neatest futuristic glass-doored refrigerator ever, and I realized something weird was going on when I couldn't turn around and see the Fourth Wall.

Morning, hivemind! Anyone out there know a good way to get ballpoint ink out of clothes? There was an unfortunate ink/dryer/load of laundry incident at our house. I'm going to try hairspray but I've never found that to be a good solution.