My friends who are well versed in gay porn tell me that there’s  a certain appeal (even a subculture devoted to) burly men lifting and carrying things.

The fact that the preceding sentence requires the plural of “friend”, and that I’m now living in the same zipcode as most of the Castro district suggests that Fate is trying to tell me something. Unfortunately, my sexual orientation stopped returning Fate’s calls and took out a restraining order against her long ago, so her efforts are all in vain, and I remain very much in the dark about the mysteries and appeal of gay porn.

But I digress.

To cut a short story shorter, I am never, ever moving house the “DIY” way ever again. Because, frankly, the stress and expense of hiring a van ($19.95 for a U-Haul? Great… plus the extras and the extra extras), topped off by an entire day awkwardly maneuvering your worldly possessions from one place to another (and roping in friends who never quite forgive you)… well, it’s not worth it.

Not when professionals will come and do it in four hours flat, and give you change out of $300…

…which is why I come to be reflecting on the appeal of burly men carrying things. References to gay porn very much aside, there is something amazing about watching true professionals work, and (whilst I’m not sure whether they’ll appreciate the slightly unconventional nature of the review), Michael and his crew at TI Moving were simply brilliant. I can’t praise or recommend them highly enough. If you need to move in the Bay Area, give ‘em a call.

As soon as I let them into my old apartment, the place started to empty as though someone had attached a magic vacuum-cleaner to the doorway. They were so efficient that I couldn’t keep track of what had been moved, even though I was standing right there. I will never know, to my dying day, who actually took the mattress from the bedroom, or how they managed to do it so stealthily.

And at the other end of the journey, despite the fact that I now live on a particularly unforgiving hill, they had everything out of the van and inside the new place in under an hour.

It really couldn’t have been more painless, and after a week of re-building beds, setting up shelves and emptying boxes, I’m completely settled in my new place. The broadband was installed today, so now I even have internet. Yay!

This means that I can finally bore you with pictures of the new place. Don’t all yawn at once.

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You know, this article used to be 4000 words longer, but right before I pressed 'Save', the dog ate it. Honest.