Shifting was not easy. For one thing, we seem to have collected tons of stuff in the five years from when we got married and moved into what is now the old house. The movers and packers themselves said so. Oh ha ha, said my mom on the phone, they say that to everyone and you should not take them seriously. So we proceeded to not take them seriously, thinking that they would be done by the evening and we will having chai and samosas in the new house soon enough. Turned out a bit different. They started at ten in the morning and at about eight they were still packing. All sorts of plastic bins and ready-to-make cardboard boxes and cling-wraps were used extensively. Some of the boxes were sent on their way out. While these boxes sat waiting to be loaded into the truck, it started raining heavily. Oh my god, my books better not be there, I thought to myself as I saw this scene unfold. The books, as it turned out, were just fine.
The day passed in chasing electricians and plumbers and suppliers. I must have lost my temper a dozen times, a record even for me.
The most challenging among these were the Chesterfield people who were supposed to deliver the blinds. How will we sleep in a curtain-less house, I wailed at them. Oh the man has left, I was assured, should be there any moment now. But he would get to America by now, I countered. Patience, madam, I was advised. Things got progressively ugly from then on with the end result being the same - no show of curtains, lots of show of us (first floor flat).
At nine fifteen or so, we belatedly realized that not only did we not have curtains, we had nowhere to sleep, no mattress, no bedcover, no pillows. We had packed away everything and unpacking seemed far, far away. Where will Adi sleep, we wondered. Let us check into a hotel, said M. No, let me go to Shopper's Stop and pick some things to make a makeshift bed, I suggested, brightening up at the thought of shopping even in trying times. And so I did. Give me bedsheets, I told the good man at Shopper's. Sure, Madam, here is our fine Portico range. I looked at him. I am painting my house and I need to cover my furniture, I said. Ah, entry level wallah chahiye, he said with a flash of understanding. And so, armed with entry level priced bedsheets and sundries, I returned home where we covered the windows with the bedsheets, finally garnering some privacy and made a temp bed for the boy. After Adi slept, we waited for the movers to arrive. By the time they arrived and finished unloading, it was one thirty in the morning.
We are very tired.
Today has been a series of events that I will now attempt to recap -
- All our things have been unpacked. We have a lot of stuff.
- Leery man from Kent RO Water Purifiers has fixed an industrial unit type apparatus in our kitchen. This man is the perfect small-town (I asked him where he was from having my suspicions and yeah, I was right), self-important jackass. If you ever need such a person, call me and I will send him to you. Leery man from Kent RO needed a drill to hook up some stuff. He borrowed our contractor's drilling machine and broke the drill-bit during the procedure.
- From what has been told to me and please understand that I am only reconstructing a story here, the contractor had a tiff with Leery Man from Kent RO regarding the same drill bit. This resulted in (the driver tells me) our contractor getting really upset and leaving the site and (I think) quitting our job. We were not informed of this but I do believe we do not have a contractor now. He is sulking so much that he refuses to take our calls. I wish he would because I am willing to replace his drill-bit but you know how little children are.
- This means that all the left-over electric, plumbing, carpentry and hook-this-up-here-will-ya type of jobs are still left undone. At the time of hitting publish, we are still figuring this out.
- The Chesterfield people finally arrived but with the blinds for the other rooms which means we continue to drape entry level priced bedsheets on our master bedroom windows.
But there have some positives also -
- The internet is working, my hero, my hero, I said to M when I found that he had been his geeky self.
- The Asian Paints Home Solutions turned out to be a fine bunch of people. Competent and affordable.
- The TVs may be installed anytime now which means that Greg House and I may be reunited sooner than I thought possible.
- Everything arrived as it was, no breaks except the bottle of Chilly Soya Sauce that the maid broke later on.
- Adi has watched unprecedented amounts of Tom and Jerry on a laptop and thinks this party will last forever.
But but but we are in the new house and it's a mighty fine feeling.