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Friday, December 3, 2010

Without a Hitch - almost

Today was the big day. Chris signed a lease to our rental house earlier in the week and he had our POD scheduled to be delivered with all of our belongings this morning and movers were scheduled to arrive in the afternoon to move all of our stuff out of the POD into the house! As if that's not enough, cable, internet and phone were scheduled to be installed somewhere in the midst of it all! AND, Chris had to have everything wrapped up by 5:30 to be heading to a plane for CT.
Back in April, I was the one on the Boston end when we were packing up our condo stressing out if the POD and/or movers were late (for the record they weren't, and they weren't on the unloading end either) So, I know that this is a stressful process.
Fast forward to today when the POD arrives in NC where Chris is waiting with our key to unlock the padlock that has been keeping our belongings safe for 10 months.
BUT...and here it is...the one hitch to the whole day...IT WAS THE WRONG KEY!
Somehow, and I don't know how, we misplaced the POD key. I say we only because I feel like I must have told Chris at some point where I was putting the key for safe keeping. It could have been in the top drawer of the filing cabinet, or the top drawer of my desk, or in a couple other places. When I started searching, I did find keys in my desk. My key ring with my keys to the Boston condo. And on that key ring...a small shiny new key. Tada...the pod key. You'd think I'd label it, but I brushed off that oversight to the fact that I thought we'd be packing up our belongings for a few months, not a whole year. So, I sent Chris down to NC with this one key. We knew it might not be the key. But I was 98% sure. It had to be. What else could that key be? And if it wasn't the key, where in the world was the key?
I couldn't believe it when he texted me this morning to say it wasn't the key. Thankfully Chris was able to track down a locksmith who could make an appearance within a half hour of the call, actually showed up when he said he would! To wrap it up; belongings are all in the house; Chris called me from the home phone; he still loves the house; he did get on that plane to come back to CT so I am not in too much hot water for that little key business! Someday we'll look back on this and laugh!