The longest, hardest move in my life was when I was moving from one apartment building in Chicago to *the building next door*. Six floors down, 100 feet over, 7 floors up. At least there were elevators, but it still took about 12 hours.
The big stuff was the easy part, and I had friends to help with that. Furniture, books, bookcases, computers - easy.
But after the ‘hard stuff’ was done, I had to cart over all the little and oddly-shaped things that I figured I’d just toss in a laundry basket and take over.
Those things seemed to multiply over the course of the day.
Mark Lilback Said,
July 26, 2004 @ 8:40 am
Very true. I moved in May and still haven’t finished unpacking.
Jon H Said,
July 26, 2004 @ 2:01 pm
You’re so right.
The longest, hardest move in my life was when I was moving from one apartment building in Chicago to *the building next door*. Six floors down, 100 feet over, 7 floors up. At least there were elevators, but it still took about 12 hours.
The big stuff was the easy part, and I had friends to help with that. Furniture, books, bookcases, computers - easy.
But after the ‘hard stuff’ was done, I had to cart over all the little and oddly-shaped things that I figured I’d just toss in a laundry basket and take over.
Those things seemed to multiply over the course of the day.
Arrgh.
Jiaqi Li Said,
October 5, 2004 @ 2:31 pm
It’s like the the 80/20 rule, 20% of customers take up 80% of the time.
Except uh…with 90 and 10 instead of 80 and 20.