Construction and Moving Storage
Posted 07/27/09
I grew up moving around a lot. It always seemed like a fun thing to do when I was little. When I got older, I realized it was a heavy task. My mom and dad never made it feel like a big deal. They were so good at assuring that we had all the comforts of home no matter where we were. We always had a moving company take care of the actual move, so we were never driving a rental truck around. We used moving storage options every time. We usually had to pack the absolute necessities to be shipped early. That required a certain amount of moving storage logistics. When we would move overseas, we had many shipments that had to live in a moving storage warehouse until we could move into our house. By the time our belongings were actually delivered, we usually knew the moving guys by name.Having lived through all the adventures in moving storage options, I thought I was a pro at it. I was under that assumption, until we decided to renovate our house. Were were required to pack up many things and move to a little part of the house for months. We rented one of those portable storage containers from a moving storage company. They brought it to our curb and we moved things into it at our leisure. We had it picked up and placed in one of those moving storage facilities. We did not have to load everything in a truck, then into a storage facility like in the old days. The place was clean and air conditioned. We called the moving storage people when our remodeling project was done, the container was brought to our curbside again and we unpacked at our leisure.
If the story was that simple, I would have been able to maintain my moving maven status. Well, in the middle of this whole moving storage adventure, there was a minor hiccup. We moved to a small apartment after a couple weeks, due to an unexpected construction dust storm. I fell apart. I was pregnant and had a toddler at home. It was snowing outside and we were in our pajamas eating breakfast when the dust began to fly. My husband rushed home in a taxi to help. He covered everything in plastic and grabbed things for an overnight bag. We spent a couple weeks at houses of friends and family until we found a temporary apartment. It was not the smooth moves I experienced as a kid. Needless to say, I called my parents during the whole moving storage debacle and told them how much I appreciated their hard work during all those moves when I was a child.