Storage Quest

Some of you may know that before we moved house, we put a lot of our belongings into storage, including most of the furniture.  We didn't quite put the kitchen sink in there but it felt like we were close to doing so.

Due to the state that the house was and still is in, the two months of half price storage at Big Yellow Storage, Norwich (if you need something stored in the Norwich area check them out, they are well worth the price) ran out a month ago.  Therefore, the bill for storage was taking a bigger bite than we could afford out of the finances.  The only solution?  Empty the room at storage and close our account with them.

My room-to-be is the biggest of the bedrooms and the most complete.  By most complete I mean that the wall paper is off, the room has been washed down, the ceiling, walls and floor have been sealed and the plaster board put up.  It was therefore decided that work on that room would cease for the time being and it would become the new storage room.  Que a thirty miler of a day (by thirty miler I mean a day that feels like I triked thirty miles during its course).

We did a run on Saturday the eighth of September, removing two car loads of stuff from the room at Big Yellow and handing in our weeks notice of the account closure.  Yesterday, Friday the fourteenth of September, we came back for everything else.

I was up at six o'clock in the morning, where I'm used to getting up at eight.  You'll be amazed at what a difference those two hours make.  We were out the door to go and pick up the hired van at half seven and where at Big Yellow for nine o'clock.  Five hours later we finally finished loading all our stuff into the van and two cars.  Thank God for good friends otherwise we would never have done it all.

Then we had to come home and unload it all.  We actually managed to do that in four hours, probably because my room-to-be is a little larger than the one at Big Yellow so we didn't have to be quite so careful to 3D puzzle it to the very max.  That and my best buddy, Michael, was able to come over after work and help.  He's a boxer and those extra muscles come in useful.

What is more it wasn't done once we'd unloaded.  Oh no.  While Mother and Tay were taking the van back (I don't drive) Michael and I had to walk the dog because she'd been cooped up all day!

By the time I went to bed my knees were aching and this morning was not pretty.  Ow!