I am currently sat here watching 'Friends' in a bid to cheer myself up. This morning, we received an email from the company moving our furniture across the globe. The company who promised they were the best. The company who claimed to have integrity and respect for their clients. The company who guaranteed that our furniture would arrive door to door in 6- 8 weeks.
The email told us that the estimated time of arrival had been delayed.
By 4 weeks.
All in all, their promise of 6-8 weeks has become closer to 12-14 weeks.
We are moving into an unfurnished house in less than 2 weeks and we now will not have our furniture until the end of March.
But that's ok. I mean, after all, we're made of money! Right? Of course we can shell out cash left, right and centre to buy and rent stuff that we were assured would be here by now. We are bleeding cash.
We are awaiting a decent explanation, though short of engine failure half way across the Indian Ocean, nothing else will suffice. I am thoroughly gutted. I can't deny that it has tainted the experience a little.
So, sorry folks, no cheery anecdotes today. I am desperately trying to apply positive psychology. Writing this down is not cathartic. It's just making me more grumpy.
Becky starts school tomorrow and Erin has her orientation so I am going to sign off and spend some time with my beautiful girls, who are both a little nervous.
Sweet dreams.
Xxx
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