Packing, part one thousand three-hundred and eighty-two

The movers were supposed to come Wednesday. The head guy couldn't make it, so they asked, would I like to move till Friday? OK!

This morning, they called and said that head guy? The guy we moved this for? He's sick. There's another guy who can supervise, but he can't come until tomorrow. Is that OK? Yes!

But now I'm on the blog. I'm regressing to student-brain.

Student brain: "Oh no! This is due tomorrow and I procrastinated!"
Teacher: "I've decided to extend the deadline a week so you will put more time into it."
Student brain: "Yes, now I can go on the 5 day weekend camping trip, then work on it the day before it's due..."

UPDATE: That replacement head guy? The one who was replacing the owner-head guy? That all these date-changing was to make sure there was an expert on site? Yeah, he didn't show up. I just paid two guys who had no idea what they were doing and clearly had never done a major move themselves $100 an hour to most likely break all my shit.