The Saturday night before I was supposed to leave we had a family dinner at my parents house. My sister, her husband, my niece and nephew, my parents and I. I got very emotional when I hugged my mother goodbye. She is older and has had Parkinson's disease for over 10 years and is developing dementia. When I realized that it may be the last time I ever saw her I started sobbing in the porch.
I already had the trailer attached to my car so I was driven home by my brother-in-law. I was hoping to move on Sunday morning. I was not done by then. Sunday my father came over and looked at my car and noticed that one of my car tires had a slow leak. I looked over to his car and I told him that he also had a slow leak. He thought that I was kidding.
The trailer was already 90% loaded. It took me hours to get everything inside. We had to park the car with the trailer on the street, because my parking space was on a declining slope. We had to remove the trailer from the car to get the tire fixed. It was very hard to do and we had to use a jack to get it to raise off of the tow hitch. I was very worried that we would have trouble getting the trailer put back on, but with my father's help it was not that bad.
This was Monday. I got the tire fixed and I finished putting everything else in the trailer. I finally left around 12 noon. The move took 3 days because with a trailer you are only supposed to go 45 MPH. I actually went 55 the first day and then later drove at 60 MPH.
The trailer was 5 ft by 8 ft. It was so full that I had to leave behind a few things such as my clothes hamper, a small table and a few other things. When I got to Florida I went directly to the public storage place.
I was not happy with Public Storage. They gave me a higher rate than I was quoted, till I demanded that they correct it. It was different that the storage place I used in NJ. The one in Florida made you buy your own lock. Luckily I had the moving trailer lock. Public Storage also made you buy insurance starting at an extra $8 a month. They do not tell you this ahead of time. When I got to my unit there was a dead mouse in it. The elevator smelled like piss.
I also fucked up with the lock. It was the kind where the U shaped part slips completely off. While storing my items I put the lock in the open latch and locked it. When I was ready to lock my unit I noticed the lock was on upside down. The key would not fit in at this angle. I went downstairs and they said they did not have any bolt cutters. Luckily there was another clasp that I could use to lock my unit. The girl at the place felt sorry for me and did not charge me for the lock.
The storage unit was only 4 for by 7 ft. It was taller than the trailer, so I was able to get everything inside, but just barely.
I then returned the trailer to Uhaul. I then went to get a motel for the night. I then found a Motek at Dania beach (just south of Fort Lauderdale) that had a studio apartment that I could rent for a week. During that time I found the apartment that I finally chosse, after seeing many clunkers.
A few days after I got here my sister was on vacation in Orlando so I visited them and stayed overnight.
All is well and I am finally gettig settled in and I love South Florida.
I already had the trailer attached to my car so I was driven home by my brother-in-law. I was hoping to move on Sunday morning. I was not done by then. Sunday my father came over and looked at my car and noticed that one of my car tires had a slow leak. I looked over to his car and I told him that he also had a slow leak. He thought that I was kidding.
The trailer was already 90% loaded. It took me hours to get everything inside. We had to park the car with the trailer on the street, because my parking space was on a declining slope. We had to remove the trailer from the car to get the tire fixed. It was very hard to do and we had to use a jack to get it to raise off of the tow hitch. I was very worried that we would have trouble getting the trailer put back on, but with my father's help it was not that bad.
This was Monday. I got the tire fixed and I finished putting everything else in the trailer. I finally left around 12 noon. The move took 3 days because with a trailer you are only supposed to go 45 MPH. I actually went 55 the first day and then later drove at 60 MPH.
The trailer was 5 ft by 8 ft. It was so full that I had to leave behind a few things such as my clothes hamper, a small table and a few other things. When I got to Florida I went directly to the public storage place.
I was not happy with Public Storage. They gave me a higher rate than I was quoted, till I demanded that they correct it. It was different that the storage place I used in NJ. The one in Florida made you buy your own lock. Luckily I had the moving trailer lock. Public Storage also made you buy insurance starting at an extra $8 a month. They do not tell you this ahead of time. When I got to my unit there was a dead mouse in it. The elevator smelled like piss.
I also fucked up with the lock. It was the kind where the U shaped part slips completely off. While storing my items I put the lock in the open latch and locked it. When I was ready to lock my unit I noticed the lock was on upside down. The key would not fit in at this angle. I went downstairs and they said they did not have any bolt cutters. Luckily there was another clasp that I could use to lock my unit. The girl at the place felt sorry for me and did not charge me for the lock.
The storage unit was only 4 for by 7 ft. It was taller than the trailer, so I was able to get everything inside, but just barely.
I then returned the trailer to Uhaul. I then went to get a motel for the night. I then found a Motek at Dania beach (just south of Fort Lauderdale) that had a studio apartment that I could rent for a week. During that time I found the apartment that I finally chosse, after seeing many clunkers.
A few days after I got here my sister was on vacation in Orlando so I visited them and stayed overnight.
All is well and I am finally gettig settled in and I love South Florida.
