After much deliberation and not really liking the moving experiences we have had in the past, the Wild Boar and I have decided to try out PODS (Portable On Demand Storage) for our relocation to Oregon.
There is something about the big moving truck swooping in one day and the manic experience that follows we dislike. It’s usually three sweaty men running around like crazy to get everything loaded in one day. We then race to the new destination where we anxiously receive every single box as it is dumped all at once.
Yes, it’s really quick but what you end up with is a mess in both locations. The boxes are piled to the ceiling at your new place and you have to immediately solve a puzzle more complicated than Rubik’s cube.
Since we do not have to be out of our house on a certain date and our home in Oregon is already a functioning household (i.e. we will not have to find the toilet paper and our toothbrushes…they are already there), there is no reason to deal with all the craziness of a one day move on either end.
I like the idea of being able to load and unload at our own pace. The pods will be delivered one at a time to us in California, filled then swapped out for an empty one…all on dates we choose.
The last pod will be loaded by professional movers who will be lifting the heavy items.
Here’s the funniest part. The professional moving company I hired for the loaders came with a “moving coordinator”. Her name is Marcy. Marcy calls every day to see how my packing is going. Marcy has a high-pitched super-sugary voice with a sweet as pie Southern drawl.
Marcy tries to encourage me to pack at least two or two-thousand boxes every day to make this as smooth a transition as possible. Marcy assures me if I can’t get it done in time, she can send me packers with supplies galore. Marcy tells me she believes in me and knows I will get it all done and if I can’t there are options. Marcy likes to talk for LONG periods of time about bubble wrap, styrofoam peanuts, tape and mattress covers. Marcy reminds me to pack heavy stuff on the bottom of a box and fill the top with lighter items. Marcy stokes my ego and tells me I am a strong woman who can accomplish anything if I put my mind to it. (Marcy reminds me of someone who would a work at a W Hotel. If you’ve ever stayed there you’ll know what I mean. Whatever, Whenever.)
Marcy is driving me INSANE.
What I haven’t told Marcy is that I have hardly packed a thing. But I’ve thought about it. A lot. I haven’t told Marcy I have a food blog and can’t possibly pack up my kitchen until the absolute, last possible second. I haven’t told Marcy I am the ultimate procrastinator. I haven’t told Marcy I’m waiting for the packing fairies to show up at night and wrap it all up for me. Marcy has no idea how much I hate talking on the phone.
I have a feeling during one of these daily power chats, Marcy is going to blow a gasket and turn on me. There is no way she can keep up her sweetie-pie’s and sticky-honey-bun encouraging words as I continually fail to meet all of her expectations. I’m not sure how many more lies I can tell Marcy. I already think she’s on to me.
Anyway, enough about Marcy, I was wondering if any of you have had any experiences with PODS? Any tips, tricks, strategies or no-no’s?
We have the PODS for thirty days and in that period have plenty of time to load and unload them with a delivery transition break in between.
And while stress played more of a factor into our decision making to use PODS instead of a traditional moving company, PODS just happened to be $7,000 less in cost. Quite a bonus wouldn’t you say?
***UPDATE*** I never want to move with PODS again…too much work!! I’ll happily pay the extra seven grand….ugh.
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