Sunday, April 16, 2006

The best laid plans...

I am the personification of the walking dead.

From Thursday to today I moved my grandmother from Erie, PA to GA.

This was supposed to be accomplished on a strict time schedule because I have a flight to MS tomorrow and this moving adventure is a major undertaking.

I will be going from Dover to GA to Dover to Baltimore to MS to Baltimore to Dover to Baltimore to Sacramento to Baltimore to Dover in the next 14 days.

Every hour was planned. Every move was calculated. It had to be. One error and it would send a drastic ripple in my master plan. I was the conductor and this logistical nightmare was my orchestra.

I was to take half a day off Thursday and intercept the convoy around the Winchester, VA area as they made stop number one. I get a call that says my grandmother's car has broken down on the PA turnpike. The fuel pump has failed. I direct the 26 ft U-Haul to continue to stop number 1 in VA, meanwhile the fuel pump will be repaired and they will spend the night and leave first thing in the morning.

The plan was to meet the U-Haul at my Aunt's house in VA and unload the furniture that she was keeping as it would not all fit in my grandmother's new place.

So there I was unloading a 26 ft U-Haul in the rain, trying to keep antiques from being ruined when I sliced my leg on the damn trailer hitch of the truck. Being the tough-guy I am, I shrugged it off and kept moving very heavy furniture and appliances. Due to the rain everything was getting progressively more slippery and it was only a matter of time until I dropped a huge glass armoire on my toe and smashed it. (My toe, that is. The piece of furniture is fine.)

So now I have a broken toe, a slashed leg, I'm soaked, we're minus one in the convoy, and I'm dangerously close to going postal.

I'll spare you the rest of the details and foul ups, but the mission is accomplished and I'm running on about 6 hours total sleep since Thursday morning. (Oh, and I'm completely sore and can't walk very well from the toe.)

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go pack AGAIN for my next flight.