The universe is cruel and Bekins is incompetent...

It was a long day today and so when I wearily walked up my steps I was cautious to find a box on my front stoop. Then a gasp... wait I had a box Bekins lost during my move. Then I went to hopeful and dropped my stuff before I even opened the door and was on my knees opening the box with a FedEx label from Mississippi....

My heart sank as I realized that not only was it not my stuff, but there was no note, no communication from the company (so not a shock- I mean really you have to read back to the begining of January to remember how silly it got) and really I had given up on the box and even the momentary hope was hard to come down from. 

So now I had a box of someone else's personal items- photos, a bible, an angel figurine, and more personal things that were keepsakes of a family member remembering someone gone. So given a box of personal effects with no information of where it came from or who it was going to... how long does it take to finding the most likely owner?  Total around 45 minutes- 1 email, 3 phone calls, and a number of google searches later I figured out the box was from the mom's estate that one of the kids was shipping by following a few clues. 

I mean yes, I know I could just call Bekins- the moving company that totally miscommunicated to whoever sent this to me what I am looking for (not a single scrapbook with newspaper clippings, pencil art drawings, or art history book) and did not apparently look hard enough to find the name to send  it to the correct person. At this point it's a mission- I want this person to get thier things. If I don't get my things at least someone can be reunited with sentimental items. 

Advice for those moving- put your address in the box, write it on the box, and then put a unique color tape across the box. If you have 2 or 3 boxes you really want to get... prioritize them and then FedEx them- keep in mind FedEx uses barcodes and scanners while moving companies use little stickers. So right now we have my move touching San Diego, CA- Denver, CO- Minnneapolis MN- San Jose, CA- Philidelphia, PA- Jackson, MS- and antidoticaly Iowa, New Mexico, and the  story is not over yet... I should map it...

Moving update...

So I'm pretty well settled in now. I just now got my dining room table legs from Bekins (yup the seriously sucky I'd NEVER reccomend them moving company). Only 4+ weeks later and they finally got around to fedexing the dining room legs. I mean seriously people you had them at the warehouse just sitting there? 

Unfortunately it appears that amongst the 12 other things they really did loose was a box of personal papers, things from my dad, and origional artwork by me and my friends. They lost it before things even got loaded up on the truck to be moved to Denver... so in December. I'm shocked, appalled, and finally coming to terms with it being permanently gone b/c the company really isn't helping me out here. 

But what do you do, eh? At this point it's say a prayer to St. Jude.

But regardless life is going really well. Work is chaos getting ready for a conference next week in Portland and then I'm going to stop by San Diego on the way back to Denver to enjoy a little sun, sand and walking with mom. The next couple of nights are going to be checking out the Banff film festival one night with a chick friend the next night with the guy. Saturday I'm planning to check out a new restaraunt with resteraunt week. There is so much to do here I don't want to leave the town.

Well I'm supposed to be finishing up a chapter for work tomorrow so I really should go... things are happy... 

Running on fumes...

I was told my last blog sounded a bit inebriated. Nope... just exausted ;-) 

I meant to just update pictures and sort files and blog tonight but instead after leaving work a little late I stopped for dinner and upon coming home started looking for something amidst the boxes. Well about 4 hours later I've unpacked/sorted about half of my belongings and other than the lack of artwork on the walls this place is starting to look like home. The kitchen is entirely unpacked and the artwork is spread across the floor so I can decide what goes where. I still have the office and bedroom but the storage downstairs is sorted and I have the things I want to bring to my office for tomorrow so it can stop being a blank slate and start looking like me.

If I can get the bedroom and office done this weekend I will be a very happy girl. I'll have to call in reinforcements to help do picture hanging and all but hopefully someone will be around this weekend. 

Beyond dead tired, have meetings all day tomorrow and need to sneak time to call movers... my dining room table legs are apparently in Minneapolis and the box of artwork and books maybe in Iowa and who knows where my vaccum is.... hunting my belongings through the U.S.