I got my “badass” on today. A friend needed to move out of her home immediately and needed help empting a uHaul with her stuff in it. Unfortunately, there were not a lot of people able to assist her, being a Monday and the beginning of the work week. I had meetings in the morning, and I’ve been off of work for a month, so it wasn’t like I could skip out the entire day. She understood and I told her I’d be there as soon as my meetings were over. I headed out about Noon.
When she pulled up and opened the uHaul, I knew we had our work cut out for us. Most of her life was in that truck..i.e., beds, furniture, clothes, dishes, etc. It is so hard to start over, and I do know that from experience. We just put our heads down, our backs to it and went for it. It actually felt good to feel my muscles moving, tensing, flexing. There’s something about hard work that makes you feel alive.
We started with the lighter stuff and anything that was in the way of the larger items to be moved. The smaller stuff went rather quickly and the challenge was finding the right place to put it and not stack fragile items below heavier things. We had a good time just going with the flow. She’s upset with herself for getting herself in this situation and wondered what she was doing wrong (no, this isn’t her first rodeo) and asked about it. I just had to laugh and tell her that she got herself into this because she’s a romantic and believes in Love. I’m not wrong. How would you like to live your life? As a skeptic? When you’re in love, you believe in the possibility of all things. You see the good in everyone, especially your partner, and it gives you such a natural high. Why wouldn’t you want to feel this way all of the time? Were mistakes made? Of course! But given the chance to do it over, wouldn’t you do the same thing?
I’m a little more cautious myself. This, in my opinion, does NOT make me a better person…it makes me worse. I would rather believe the best in all people than look at them as if they’re going to mess this up, or wait for the other shoe to drop. If you expect to be disappointed, you generally will. Not to mention that I’m hard on myself knowing that I’ll do something to mess up my friendships/relationships and feeling like I’ll disappoint someone else. That is no way to live. I’m getting better at not controlling all the situations in my life and taking it as it comes. But I always admire someone who can throw their heart on the line and just go for the ride. And this girl does that. This girl knows how to “feel”…good or bad. I’m still trying to learn that skill.
But I digress. We hauled in all kinds of heavy stuff and waited to move the heavy Armoire until last. This thing was a beast and we kept trying to figure out how to get it off the truck, onto the ramp and down to ground level. We used the dolly to move it on it’s side, from the top, from the bottom and was just having a hell of a time getting a good solid grip on the heavy thing. We didn’t want it to crash. But then, we realized there was a sleeping bag lying there and used it to put it underneath the back side of the armoire and slid it down the ramp. We then used the dolly to move it to the door. Now…how do we get it inside the apartment? After about 10 minutes…we used the same approach. We laid the sleeping bag down and rested the armoire on its side and slid it in…all the way through the living room to the bedroom. We then slid it off the sleeping bag and along the carpet to it’s resting place and righted it into position. I can’t tell you how good it felt to know that we accomplished moving that thing…even though I would’ve gladly let a couple of guys do it. There was some serious whooping and hollering going on after that.
The really cool thing is that we were able to get the uHaul back to the moving place before 5, so she didn’t have to pay any extra money. I made the trek home and filled the tub for the second night in a row. It was as hot as I could stand it. I poured myself a glass of wine, sank into the tub and watched the unrated version of “The Hangover”. After that, my kitties and I headed to bed. We earned it.
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