Let there be Storage!

As we were driving home from Seattle on Monday, it all started to hit us. We still don't have everything packed. We don't have any luggage. We don't have a storage unit. We don't have a place to land when we get to London. Our social calendar is quickly filling up and we're now feeling like we don't have time to do any of this stuff. Let freak out commence.

Being efficient people that we are, we did the only thing we could do from the car. We called about a storage unit. We knew which storage place we wanted to use and had already talked to them a couple of weeks ago. At that time they didn't have any 10x10 units available, so we left without doing anything. So while driving we decided to just call and get our name on their list. But when I called they said they had a 10x10 unit available but since it was the last one, they couldn't reserve it for us. At the time he told me this we were in Moses Lake and the storage place closed in 3 hours. So I told him we would be there as soon as possible and told Jeff to drive faster.

This was not what Jeff wanted to hear. He wanted to be home on the couch and not driving all the way up to the northside of town after we got home. But we did it anyway.

So we get to the storage place and take a look at the 10x10 and both look at each other and say "wow, a 10x10 is much smaller than we thought." So we looked at a 10x15, which was a better size, and we took that one. We also asked them if they had an pallets because Kenny and Andrea, who managed Auntie Denise's storage place for six years, told us the best way to protect our stuff was to put everything on pallets. They said they actually had a couple that someone had left behind and if we wanted them, they were ours. So the guy went and got them out of another unit and one of them was completely busted and no good, but the other one is super nice. So nice that instead of going and acquiring (either legally or illegally) more pallets, I decided I could just build them. Because I've got the skillz.

So the good news: we have a place to store our crap.
Bad news: I now have to find time to build pallets, which will most likely happen next week because the boxes in our apartments that are full of stuff are in the walkways and Jeff might throw one out the window because it's in the way.