One thing I should emphasize as I relate these disasters is the incredible good fortune we had in getting every one of them dealt with. That’s how it was with this first crisis with the movers. A neighbour just happened to come by the lobby and see what had happened, and suggested the name of a mover, one whose info as it turned out was posted in the laundry room all along, but we (and our helpful building manager) hadn’t recalled. Christine gave them a ring. Miraculously, though they’d already done two moves already, after hearing about our plight they were willing to move us too. (Of course Christine also assured them of a generous tip!) And so, around 6:30, our first Heroes of the Weekend appeared: Matthew and Denis of Richards Moving – (604) 418-6075. Personable, empathetic, and tirelessly hard-working, they loaded our stuff into their truck with care and efficiency. They joked and laughed even as they toted all our heavy boxes and furniture (with us assisting as much as we could, of course). And then, they let us know about a small problem. We had too much stuff for their truck. They said a typical one-bedroom apartment fits their truck with room to spare, but over the 10 years I’d been in that place, I managed to cram stuff into every nook and corner with such efficiency that they said it was more like a three-bedroom place worth of stuff. I didn’t know whether to be proud or embarrassed. We told them we would simply rent a truck on Sunday and move the rest of the stuff ourselves. Not much alternative! After a long, long, LONG day of packing, hauling, hoisting and lifting, we were – sort of – moved in. We paid our heroic movers – that’s Richards Moving, (604) 418-6075, for all your moving needs – thanked them again, and collapsed in our new place. But more remained to move – much more – and little did we know that another monkey-wrench was poised to land squarely in our midst!