I have a few moving stories.
The 1st involved me being a young college graduation moving across the country for my 1st grownup job. I loaded up everything I owned into my car and left early one morning. Excited for my new journey I wanted to get an early start on my 22 hr drive. I had a friend that lived about half way in between, so my plan was to drive there the 1st day, spend the night there and then drive the rest of the way the next day. Two long days but very manageable. I got out early the first day and about 6 hrs into the drive my car stalled out on the interstate. I was able to coast to the side of the road safely. Luckily, and unluckily I was in middle of nowhere, so there was no traffic but that also meant I was a long way from help. I got to the side of the road and pondered my options. On a whim, I tried to start my car again. What could it hurt? There weren’t any weird smells or smoke coming from the car. Much to amazement it started. I was about 50 miles from the nearest town so I kept going hoping my car would stay running. If anything, I figured if I got closer to a town I’d save some money on a tow if my car stalled out again. I kept driving and was amazed I made it to the next town. Being in an unknown area I stopped at the local car dealership, hoping they’d be the most least likely to screw me over and also most likely to trouble shoot my problem and get me back on the road. I was only a 1/4 the way through my journey and didn’t need my car to stall out again in an even more remote area. The dealership was able to deduce that my fuel pump was failing. They replaced it that day. It took most of the day but I was able to get back on the road and drive a few more hours. The next day I made it to my friends house. My timeline was pushed back some but I still had time to make it to my new job. I planned to spend the night with my friends and get back on the road the next morning. They rented the guest house on a ranch. It was a nice place, but the owner was a bit paranoid. They had a gate, at the entrance of the property that was always shut and locked. After spending the night the next morning we got up. My friends left and I jumped into the shower planning to be out the door no more than 20 min after them. They were going to leave the gate unlocked, with the understanding that I’d lock it on the way out. No problem, but as I proceeded to leave the gate was locked. I thought, no way could this be happening. The owner, in between the time they left and I was going to leave took off and locked the gate in between us. I was trapped. There was no way out. I called my friends who were already at work. They wouldn’t be able to come free me until lunchtime. I was stuck until then. I could only wait. In the meantime my future boss called to check in on my travels. I explained to him what had happened. It’s a story that is almost unbelievable, and I’m not sure he believed it. I’m not sure I would have believed it either if I hadn’t loved it. Eventually, I was freed and was able to make the rest of my journey safely.
A later move, back across the country involved and move similar to what @romellex had. It was a great deal. The company hires movers who do everything from packing, loading, shipping, storage, and unloading. The day they were set to load, the movers were supposed to arrive at 8 am. At around 9 no one had arrived. I called the moving company and didn’t get through so I left a message. By 11, still no one had arrived and I hadn’t heard a word from anyone. Right about that time the 3rd party who oversees everything called to find out how the loading was going. I said it’s not. She said what, not thinking I was serious. So I explained to her that no one showed up. The only thing she said is I’ll call you back in 20 minutes and hung up. I could tell just in the tone of her voice she was displeased. She did call me back in 20 minutes and said the moving truck would be there within the hour. The truck showed up and there were no apologies or explanations as to why they were late but the one mover said me, I don’t know who you know but we were on the way to another job and got turned around to load you. He explained that never happens. They rest of the trip was uneventful but I wish that was the end of the story. I already had a place lined up at the new location. My stuff just needed to arrive and it was supposed to be coming right behind me. I got to town and got a message that my stuff was going to be delayed at least 2 weeks. Ok, not a big deal. I had a week or so worth of clothes with me and the company said they’d put me in a hotel until my stuff arrived. The end of the 2 weeks was coming up and I hadn’t received an update from the moving company. I called to see if I could get any type of estimate from them for when my stuff would come. They said they didn’t know and couldn’t give me a date until my stuff was in transit, and they didn’t know yet when it was going to be picked up. I ended up living in a motel for nearly a month and a half before my stuff arrived.
The latest move was similar to the 2nd move. It was back across the county and it was all paid for. They did everything. The packing and loading went seamlessly. They did great. The place I was moving to is expensive and housing is very difficult to find so my stuff was put into storage while I found a place to live. About 3 months after I arrived in town I found a place to live and was ready to move in. I had it lined up so my stuff would arrive the day after I took possession of my new place. The movers arrived on time and started unloading. It was going good but as they got to the back of the truck I noticed there was still a lot of stuff missing. If you’re unfamiliar with professional movers, every box and piece of furniture is number and documented. As it’s unloaded you check the numbers off to make sure everything arrives. At this point, the truck was almost empty but there was a lot of boxes that weren’t checked off as received. The movers finished unloading everything and and started double checking all the boxes. I called the moving company who assured me they got everything. They didn’t. Nearly a quarter of my stuff was missing. I kept in contact with the moving company. When they put my stuff in storage they pack it into storage crates in a large warehouse. They believe when they went to take my stuff out of storage and load it back into the truck, they missed a crate. The problem was, is they didn’t know where in the warehouse the missing crate was. It took them about 3-4 weeks to find and deliver it. That wouldn’t have been an issue but all the parts I need to put all my furniture and beds back together were in that crate. We had to live on air mattress for a few weeks with unassembled furniture everywhere.
The point of all these stories is moving sucks! but don’t let it get you down. Things happen, but when you move it’s typically for a good reason or to better yourself. And my only advice is to always be ready for anything when you move. Take anything you need to live on for a short time in case something happens.
I went on a lot longer than I planned but these are just a few stories. Don’t let these stories get you down. There were a bunch of moves in between these that all went smoothly. So they aren’t all bad, but things do happen. Just adapt and overcome the issues as they come and you’ll be fine.