I wish I could understand how it is that my body will insistently select statutory holidays to wake my body radically earlier than necessary. It’s 5am and I can’t sleep for the life of me. I figure now is as good a time as any to do a little meta-dusting at ye olde bloggue.
Today is Canada Day, which here in Montreal means Moving Day. For some reason, an overwhelming percentage of leases start and end July 1. This moving furor is augmented by the fact that the cost of rental vehicles are jacked way up, and often people moving in may overlap with people moving out.
I am very pleased to say that we are not moving this summer. Last year we did move on July 1st, and it was a dark day. There were by far not enough hands, not enough time with the truck (we paid nearly $300 for 4 hours. Ack!) And of course it started raining just as we successfully emptied the 21 ft box truck onto the side walk. Lessons for next time:
- Don’t move all on one day
- Don’t play the July 1st game
- Find friends who won’t stand you up
- Measure that biggest couch to make sure it will get through the stairwell (ours didn’t)
- Don’t move all on one day
The Jazz Fest is on this week. I believe the plan is to go and check out head-liners and “youth draw” Bran Van 3000 tonight. If anyone one-hit wonder can make a come-back, there’s got to be a way I can crack this biz.
Post a Comment