Moving house and stairs dont mix well.
Currently listening to: 'Toxic' - Britney Spears
Last time I moved house I promised myself I wouldn't do it again due to the fact I almost dropped my wardrobe down the stairs, and was on the verge of breaking my back trying to save it. But here I am again for the 4th time in 3 years, moving house. This time I was smart - I hired removalists to do it.
But silly me, in an attempt to scrimp pennies I thought I would try and move as much of my stuff in my car, and let the removalists just move the big heavy stuff. I almost broke my back again trying to carry all my stuff down the stairs - again. It took me 5 hours driving back and forth trying and climbing stairs that by the end of it, I collapsed on the floor totally exausted. The removalists still charged me an arm and a leg anyways! I vow never again to live in a upstair apartment where I have to climb stairs to get to it again.
When the removalists came they couldnt fit my ensemble base of my bed up the stairs in my new house (the stairs have a really bad design!) so I had to sleep on the FLOOR and spend money (that I dont have) to buy a bed frame that I could take apart to fit up those bloody stairs. The stairs in themselves are freaky. They are planks of jarrah wood welded to a frame that curve up to the second floor. You can see the ground floor though the stairs and the first few nights I climbed down them I had to sit on my ass and shimmy down because it was freaking me out so much, and since you can see the bottom floor through the wood planks/steps I kept having visuals of the wood snapping in half under my weight and me plummeting through the stairs to the floor below! It sounds really morbid, but some steps are really creaky and my imagination reeks havoc at the best of times. I am just being silly, the stairs are really strong (so Luke says) nevermind the creakyness - I'll get used to it eventually.
So here I am all settled in. Its good to have a bigger place now, I think the cats are alot happier too. Now, I'll just have to get Luke to get rid of that wasps nest in my back courtyard...
Last time I moved house I promised myself I wouldn't do it again due to the fact I almost dropped my wardrobe down the stairs, and was on the verge of breaking my back trying to save it. But here I am again for the 4th time in 3 years, moving house. This time I was smart - I hired removalists to do it.
But silly me, in an attempt to scrimp pennies I thought I would try and move as much of my stuff in my car, and let the removalists just move the big heavy stuff. I almost broke my back again trying to carry all my stuff down the stairs - again. It took me 5 hours driving back and forth trying and climbing stairs that by the end of it, I collapsed on the floor totally exausted. The removalists still charged me an arm and a leg anyways! I vow never again to live in a upstair apartment where I have to climb stairs to get to it again.
When the removalists came they couldnt fit my ensemble base of my bed up the stairs in my new house (the stairs have a really bad design!) so I had to sleep on the FLOOR and spend money (that I dont have) to buy a bed frame that I could take apart to fit up those bloody stairs. The stairs in themselves are freaky. They are planks of jarrah wood welded to a frame that curve up to the second floor. You can see the ground floor though the stairs and the first few nights I climbed down them I had to sit on my ass and shimmy down because it was freaking me out so much, and since you can see the bottom floor through the wood planks/steps I kept having visuals of the wood snapping in half under my weight and me plummeting through the stairs to the floor below! It sounds really morbid, but some steps are really creaky and my imagination reeks havoc at the best of times. I am just being silly, the stairs are really strong (so Luke says) nevermind the creakyness - I'll get used to it eventually.
So here I am all settled in. Its good to have a bigger place now, I think the cats are alot happier too. Now, I'll just have to get Luke to get rid of that wasps nest in my back courtyard...
