Morning After

30 05 2010

Enjoying the morning sun, a cup of coffee, an empty truck, and an abandoned couch: Perfect


Time to Go

30 05 2010

Moving Out Day arrived in good time, beginning a mere 4 hours behind schedule.  Of course, our Moving In Day is still some ways out.  Currently, the house is livable: running water, shower and toilets up and working, fridge humming in the garage, and even a temporary stove in the kitchen.  But it’s not yet efficient.  Here is an example of the facilities:

Home Sweet Home: The Bathroom is Kitchen

There is something to be said for storing your clean dishes above the pot.  It’s easy to pour a glass of wine (or something stronger) while getting your business done.

Jason’s crew of friends and employees helped ease the stress and strain of moving.  They showed up in force to help load the U-Haul and to entertain us with their antics:

Jansen didn’t realize the danger of posing as a buck in La Pine, just yards from BLM land.  It might not be the season, but I don’t imagine the locals would hesitate to take down a multi-pointer wandering through the neighborhood.  Luckily for us, Jansen survived, because we really needed his muscles.

By just a little after midnight, we achieved our goal for the day:

So that’s that.  Now, we get to anticipate Moving In.  Soon, I hope – once I recover from moving out, that is.

We Have A Couch, Too

27 05 2010

Me: My mom has a rug we can use in the bedroom.

Jason: Isn’t it, like, a straw rug?

Me: It’s like sisal or jute.  I like the natural rugs better than the kind we have in our living room.

Jason: We have a rug in our living room?

Um, yeah.  We do.

Ode to a Late Spring

26 05 2010

“Meanwhile, it is raining.”

– Jose Saramago, The Stone Raft

Packing By The Numbers

23 05 2010

Days until the move: 5

Songs played while packing: 117

Showers scrubbed: 1

Loads of laundry: 6

Times I wandered aimlessly around the living room: 1,500

Rolls of scotch tape found in my desk drawers: 8

Times I checked facebook: 150

Snacks I ate: 4

Blog updates: 2

Hours my future in-laws spent packing: 2

Number of boxes they packed: 10

Hours I spent packing: 9

Number of boxes I packed: <1

Thank you, Patty and Doug.

Imminent Relocation

19 05 2010

I’m moving in a week and a half.

9 months ago, I was moving in a week and a half.  My whole house looked like this:

Granted, it was somewhat overwhelming.  Still, a profusion of stuff seems to be an indication that packing has been undertaken.

Today, my house looks just like it did a few weeks ago, which is to say rather dusty and cluttered.  The couch-potato recliner is comfortable telling the world “I like it here just fine,” while the books on my desk regally proclaim “We are entitled to stay.”  The shoes on the floor indicate I might squeeze in another run before I pack them.  The dishes badly want to be used then washed then dried one last time before being taken away.

And here I sit, blogging about packing rather than getting up and doing it, which is just what I was doing 9 months ago.  True, I did successfully move last August.  But I have a rather dim memory of lying on the floor in an empty room (empty because my roommate had  moved out, not because I had boxed it up), sobbing inconsolably, convinced that I would never be done in time.

Ah, but I’m sure it will be different this time.


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