I turned in my resignation on July 11th. I gave 3 weeks notice. My dear friend Joel recommended because of the length of time I had been at IEHP, and the fact that I was a manager, it was good decorum to give at least 3 weeks notice. 4 would have been better, but 3 was sufficient. I elected to make August 1st my last day. First of all, if I worked at least one day in August, it would extend my health coverage through the end of September. And secondly, there was that wonderful management team meeting that happens every Monday and I just HAD to get one more in. ;-)
I started apartment hunting as soon as I confirmed that employment with the new place was not a hallucination. I'll talk about the new apartment more later. The bottom line is that the place that worked with me right off the bat said they had something for me but it wouldn't be available until the 10th of August. My first day with the new job was going to be the 16th. Originally I had thought I would be out of Redlands by that first weekend in August, but as it turned out, having more time there and less time once I arrived in Seattle was the best.
Then came the decision about how to move. I priced trucks (think: U-Haul, Budget, Penske...) and then dear Drea came up with the idea of PODS. So I priced those. In the meantime, I started packing and stacking boxes.
After doing the math including gas for the truck, motels for extra people to drive the truck, movers at either end, etc., I decided on the pods. They delivered them on July 29th, left them with me over the weekend, and scheduled pick up for August 3rd.
I had decided that I would not ask anyone for help in packing the pods. If people wanted to make themselves available, that would have been fine. But I had several days to work on it and figured I'd just do it a little at a time and get it done over several days. My friend Brian had other ideas. He came over on Saturday and helped me load the larger, heavier stuff, and as long as he was there carted 10 or 20 more boxes out to the pods. He also elected to come back on Sunday to help me finish. All in all we probably spent a total of 5-6 hours. Not too shabby really. And yeah, his help really was appreciated. I could have done it myself, I am certain. But it wouldn't have been as fun and my back would have complained a lot longer and louder. As it was, on Sunday a rainstorm blew in leaving it hot and muggy. Brian almost chickened out because of the looming thunderstorm. I suppose I should cut him some slack--the pods were, after all, big metal boxes.
They came and picked up the pods as scheduled, some time on Wednesday. I wasn't there when they came and got them. When I got home late that afternoon, they were gone.
Sorry I didn't get pics of them before they left. I meant to, really I did!
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