Moving saga - part 2: movex

The same day I found out my car was not being picked up was the day I found out that movex wasn't coming, either. {Enter workplace freak out} It wasn't pretty, folks, but my co-workers were pretty awesome and I managed to pull it together, though it wasn't my most productive day on the books. 

So continues the saga of the move that will not end. Each day I receive two calls from movex: one in the morning, one in the afternoon all to say that there's no truck to re-route to my location. 

So I'm supposed to get on a plane on Friday, August 26th. The day approaches and movex continues to call saying there's no space available. I might have lost my temper just a smidge. The only thing Movex will do at this point is return my deposit and let me find another way to get my stuff home. 

"Oh, hello barrel, think I'll just shimmy up and high-center myself on your roundness for a while".