Moving day — Part 1

Before the chaos . . .

I removed the basement door with my bare hands (and a pair of pliers, but still) so the deep freeze would fit . . .

. . . and snapped a “before” picture.  The after picture remains to be taken, but it’s pretty depressing at this point.

The moving company estimated three to four hours for the job.  The movers arrived shortly after nine o’clock in the morning, and it was almost six o’clock when they left.

Yeah.

That left us with pretty much no time to unpack, so until this weekend, at the very soonest, we’ll be living amidst about one hundred million boxes.  Okay, kidding on the million part, but not so much on the hundred part.  So much for minimalist leanings.