This was a few weeks ago, but here is the photo documentation.
The movers and our crates arrived in the morning. The open flatbed was a big change from the fully enclosed moving truck we had at pack-out . I'm just glad it didn't rain ...
... especially because on top of the crates was a custom-made box housing an 8-foot-tall portrait of Neil that his friend, Gregg, painted years ago in art school and presented to us as a gift before we moved.
And the fun begins! (Don't worry, that precariously hanging box was empty, just there to fill space.)
Me, taking a breather and a snacker: The stark contrast between his diet and mine (also veggies vs. Pop Tarts). This piece broke off in the shape of a heart!
Bless these men for assembling our Ikea bookshelf.
Neil allowed me to bring it ONLY under the condition that the movers would disassemble it at pack-out and reassemble it at move-in.
They were amazing -- they put it together in 15 min. with no instructions!!
Neil, unpacking and organizing our books. And randomly wearing Uncle CB's hand-me-down shoes. Oh, the treasures you find when unpacking.
That's his 8-foot-tall portrait in the background.
Phew! We ----- ok, THEY ----- did it!