Its been a week already since I arrived in Prince George - the Surrey house is no longer my residence - but what a week we had. Victoria had been sick and missed some school. Then Chris got sick, which he never does (only Crohn's took him down!) and of course they had to return to Prince George for work and school on Easter Monday, and left me behind to tie up loose ends. Well, one thing let to another and what could go wrong did. Its now a week later, as I stated at the beginning of this, and I am only having the energy to update this blog. I couldn't even remember how to long on. I don't want to list all the details to relive the nightmare of a week, but a few key points which made it a move to remember:
First of all the colds/flu of all of us!
The cleaning company was to be a group of 3, but one lady became ill and was rushed to hosptial, so the remaining 2 did overtime to make up for it, but still didn't manage to get everything completely clean.
The movers showed up on time, but took things they shouldn't have and left things they should have moved! I am still puzzled over how all this went down so badly, but word of advice to anyone who's reading this, do not go with Allied Van Lines...I assumed, big name, great service....but such a series of events just led me to be so disgusted with it all that I do not want to move again anytime soon.
The painter took a quick look at the house and what was required, and I was quite surprised at the quote - but that was short lived when he returned to see a now almost empty house, and more spots here and there, and that quote instantly doubled! But, from what I understand, he did an awesome job and the tenants are pleased.
The carpet cleaner came - tried to give me a quick course on the ins and outs of carpet cleaning...at his point, I just wanted "Manny" to do his job and leave! He did his best, but I was told red dye from "gummy bears" and such (which Maggie got into and threw up) will remain in the carpet forever unfortunately. Manny felt he did the best he could but felt he could have done more...and then of course when I was trying my best to complete packing the kitched cupboards (which the movers refused to do as i didn't specify in my original requrest), Maggie is whinning and circling around me...and I should have known something was up. There on the freshly cleaned carpet - she threw up her chewy bone...2 spots! I ran to wipe it up, but I guess I was too late...hopefully not too noticiable.
So, after packing what I could and having Nicole F over to help, I'd had enough - she'd have to work in the morning and it was already late. So, up early the next morning determined to get it all done, but im running a fever now and can't even see clearly....guess in my vision I thought there wasn't that much left to do...Victoria had been calling missing me - I was missing them...she was sick and scared...I was sick and lonely...so I had to get to Prince George as soon as I could. I stopped what I was doing - my friend would be back to pack up the rest - grabbed a shower and got on the road...Advil Advil and Advil....
Anyway - this story getting way too long and so much more happened...but basicially, the trip was a little longer than I thought...stopping for a dear, then a moose, and a little dog who decided to say hello at dusk...not the best time for clear eyesight. Of course I also dealt with a tailgating yahoo who then cut me off! I was so exhausted when I walked through the door, I started to bawl my eyes out as i hugged Chris and Victoria.
then I wake with more of a flu - but have to take Victoria to the clinic...several hours later we end up in emergency..several hours later we leave without being seen. Great medical care here in PG - NOT! Back to emergency and wait the next morning - after 4 hrs, great doctor sees her and sets up further testing...however, after an evening at home, severe cramps and pain have up back to emergency. I was so annoyed by the number of "visitors" per patient - several who found themselves in and out for a quick smoke break - then come back and interrupt the nurses to allow them into the "locked" access area...it was just so annoying that they were even allowed to be there...and swearing out loud...scary people...
Of course, the worst of it was still to come when the tenants contact saying there's too much stuff left in the house...I then find the cleaning "crew" weren't able to get there, and now I'm not a happy camper. I was so sick and could hardly talk, but I wanted them to know that things would be ok.
thankfully, after about 8 hrs of packing and moving to storage, my Surrey home is now empty - the tenants are happy, and I'm so tired of this week that I need to put it behind me...there is nothing else I can do but forget about it and pray that the week ahead will be better.
Still hardly no voice - still waiting for Victoria's tests, and still waiting for my doctor appointment - but hopefully this week will be smoother...it has to be right?
thanks for listening...and good night.
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