The movers came at about 2pm today. There was apparently some miscommunication between me and the dispatcher, so they interpreted my inventory not as boxes that were already packed, but as boxes that needed to be packed. I could have allowed BBN’s contract to let them pack for me, but I don’t think it would have worked.
I’m taking some of my sister’s stuff to Boston with me, so she had to pack up her stuff (after unpacking from her semester in China), and I had to select my stuff out of the kitchen, the stuff I had brought from school, the books in my bedroom, and the stuff in my closet. Also, my dad had to double-check his catalogue of my books, and switch them all to being located in my apartment in the family library database.
In other words, letting the movers pack really only works if the entire household is being boxed up, and everything is going.
I have 5 different forms filled out and signed in carbon-copy quadruplicate. A truly impressive level of ass-covering, in terms of inventory, damage, bills of lading, and so forth.
My one big concern is that this move constitutes six individual moves: from our house to the small truck, from the small truck to the Graebel MN warehouse, from the warehouse to the big cross-country semi, from that big truck to some warehouse in the Boston area, from that warehouse to another small truck, and finally from that truck into my 2nd floor apartment.
And the move-in dates are still in the range of July 29th to August 10th. It’s going to be awesome, living on the floor. I can sense it.